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Employment Confidence…

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I was preparing for a community outreach event for my work and had compiled a stack of materials to distribute. Some of the other departments have fancy rolling carts or plastic boxes but since our department only participates in these types of events four times a year, I put everything in a cardboard moving box.

File Box

As I waited for the elevator while holding my cardboard box, the manager of HR walked up and asked if I was leaving.

‘Yup, I’m out of here!’ I said with a smile.

She put her hand on my arm and said, ‘Is there something I can do? Did something happen?’

Then it hit me. She thought I was quitting.

‘Oh, no. This is for an outreach tomorrow.’ I said laughing.

‘Oh my God. Don’t ever scare me like that again.’ She said placing her hand to her chest.

As I caught the elevator down, I couldn’t help but smile. In these uncertain times, I’ll sleep well tonight. It’s good to feel valued.

Winning the Financial Fight…

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Since this week appears to be photo week…

I was watching my brother’s Rhodesian Ridgeback puppy, Dozer, last night and was amused to see him play wrestle with my sturdy Boston Terrier, Hutch.

When my brother bought the dog a few weeks ago, Dozer and Hutch were the same size. They would tussle in the backyard and Hutch, skilled in doggie play, would pin Dozer fairly quickly. Last night, things changed…

Dozer put on a good 5 – 10 pounds of solid mass over the last few weeks. Maybe he started doing pushups when no one was looking… or maybe he’s heading to the 120 pound size of his father a little more quickly than we thought.

As they played tug of war over a stuffed dog toy last night, Dozer, who had never ‘won’ before, was able to drag Hutch across the room. His growth had made him far more powerful.

Dozer, surprised at his strength, wagged his little tail with glee.

tug of war

I couldn’t help but relate this to our tug of war with our debt. Our inexperience and lack of strength made us continually lose the battle. As we grow and learn, we win more battles. We make better decisions and become stronger in our strength to spend less-save more. In the end, I want to be Dozer. Sure I lost a lot of ground in my youth… but I’m not young and stupid anymore.

I will win… eventually.

(And for the animal lovers out there – I count myself as one – please note, the dogs play wrestle together. They do not fight or cause injury to each other. They are buddies and sleep in the same bed. Just thought I’d throw that out there)