Living by Creative Means
It has been a huge topic of debate at my house whether it is best to live doing a job you love, with the pay being of little concequence, or making a living where money is king; thus allowing for the pleasures in life to be purchased? Can a person live creatively and frugally and still be happy? As my adult children dig into the trenches of college studies, I sit reading financial aid documents where my “worth” is calculated by numbers and estimates. I often wonder if I should guide my aspiring chef and film maker into careers more condusive to capital gains rather than self expression.
As I gather up my tax records for another “review” by the powers that be, I have had to take stock in my own version of self worth. No, Mister Advisor, I don’t know off the top of my head what lines 56A reads, but I do cherish the times I’ve played harp concerts with my cello playing daughter. No, I have no idea what the difference is between my income and my gross adjuted income, but I do know that I wouldn’t have finished the last chapter of my novel without first hammering out some of the ideas for the ending with with my son over coffee.
So, in my world of itemization and profit margins, I collected the small but building library of work and hope that what I lack in line by line analysis I gain in example of frugal but creatively happy perseverance.