I've recently found out that I don't care about money, not enough at least. I seem unable to ascribe the appropriate value to it, money has never been an issue in my job choices - let alone my choices in education. I just don't care for it. For example, all the work I do for the Red Cross, scouting, the COC and Humanitas, wouldn't change one bit if I received payment in money for it. It just doesn't motivate me.
Consequently, or so I tell myself, I am rubbish at controlling my spending. It's like schoolwork I am not interested in doing; postponing the effort (however tiny it may be) until the very last moment. This has landed me with four different creditors in the past year-and-a-half. They have to send me three letters urging me to pay before I feel the heat and dig into the financial stuff.
I am great at planning, I can stretch a twenty Euro bill for over a week and really know where the money is when I need it. But I just don't get it, it won't be acknowledged by my brain that that stuff is important for everything. My granddad and I were sitting on their balcony this evening, we can talk for hours, and he brought up that I should try to go where the money is in the healthcare industry. I told him I didn't care, all I care about is doing something useful with my life, something I enjoy. If that pays the bills, I am fine. A paramedic is paid very poorly, between 1800 and 2400 Euros per month. Enough to pay the bills, surely, but in no way fair appreciating the incredible work. About the same pathetic salary a teacher is paid here. It is common knowledge that 'the money' is not in the social sector. But I never even considered that.
Anyway, I am quite short at the moment, going to try and cut a deal with a government function for a cheap loan, so I get out of the worries of these creditors and the expensive bank interests. Besides, I need a little influx to get me started on nursing school, which starts next month, to pay for the (insanely expensive) books and other aspects of school apart from the actual college fee. And I also need to call a few companies and charities, to set straight some odd numbers on my bank notes. I just can't pay for charity right now...
Well, that's enough of the finance crap. Financial handiness is just another nice extra trait a future husband might be equipped with. Because, looking at my dad, I don't think I'll ever get the hang of it. Here's William West for you...
And Joseph Sayer, a guy that just screams "SEX", and you have to love that trail... I think Joseph definitely deserves a spot in the Pantheos, don't you?
And last but not least, or rather, differently: Jeff Buckley.
Consequently, or so I tell myself, I am rubbish at controlling my spending. It's like schoolwork I am not interested in doing; postponing the effort (however tiny it may be) until the very last moment. This has landed me with four different creditors in the past year-and-a-half. They have to send me three letters urging me to pay before I feel the heat and dig into the financial stuff.
I am great at planning, I can stretch a twenty Euro bill for over a week and really know where the money is when I need it. But I just don't get it, it won't be acknowledged by my brain that that stuff is important for everything. My granddad and I were sitting on their balcony this evening, we can talk for hours, and he brought up that I should try to go where the money is in the healthcare industry. I told him I didn't care, all I care about is doing something useful with my life, something I enjoy. If that pays the bills, I am fine. A paramedic is paid very poorly, between 1800 and 2400 Euros per month. Enough to pay the bills, surely, but in no way fair appreciating the incredible work. About the same pathetic salary a teacher is paid here. It is common knowledge that 'the money' is not in the social sector. But I never even considered that.
Anyway, I am quite short at the moment, going to try and cut a deal with a government function for a cheap loan, so I get out of the worries of these creditors and the expensive bank interests. Besides, I need a little influx to get me started on nursing school, which starts next month, to pay for the (insanely expensive) books and other aspects of school apart from the actual college fee. And I also need to call a few companies and charities, to set straight some odd numbers on my bank notes. I just can't pay for charity right now...
Well, that's enough of the finance crap. Financial handiness is just another nice extra trait a future husband might be equipped with. Because, looking at my dad, I don't think I'll ever get the hang of it. Here's William West for you...
And Joseph Sayer, a guy that just screams "SEX", and you have to love that trail... I think Joseph definitely deserves a spot in the Pantheos, don't you?
And last but not least, or rather, differently: Jeff Buckley.
2 comments:
Best of luck in securing a loan and be thankful you're not a debtor in Russia. Under their credit laws, I wouldn't want to take the risk of establishing credit there.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FTkq0t5D8Jk
You musn't worry about money; you are young enough to follow your bliss rather than security.
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