We’re several days into the New Year and I still can’t believe 2017 is over. I feel like I went to bed one night, woke up the next morning and it is 2018! Where does the time go? Reading different year enders and reviews, I found myself nodding along, “Oh yes, that happened last year” even though it feels like it happened only yesterday! I’m glad I made it to the new year but at the same time, I feel cheated, if that makes sense. There’s a lot I wish I’d done and unfortunately, it’s too late and I have to embark on new struggles. It’s funny because when I was younger, I didn’t have the same urgency to accomplish things and now I feel like I’m running out of time. Tell me I’m not the only one who feels like they need more hours, weeks and months to get things done. Speaking of goals, for some reason, I’ve been dreading returning to work, which is unlike me because I don’t like to sit around and yet this time round, I really just wanted to stay home, doing absolutely nothing. It must be because I’m over my mundane line of work. There comes a time when you just can’t find motivation because deep down, you know you’re never going to get that promotion or raise and so going to work becomes a chore, which it is essentially. Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad I have something to do but every time one year ends and you think of what you were unable to accomplish and the prospect that come end of the New Year, you will most likely be in the same position, it becomes depressing. And so I find myself dreading the journey to work and wondering if there really isn’t something more rewarding out there. And once again, I find myself wishing I had rich parents so I wouldn’t have to work so hard for so little or that somehow, my fortunes would change and I wouldn’t have to work for anyone. Win the lottery, come into a large inheritance from a long-lost relative or friend, invent something that makes me more money than I can spend, you get the idea. I want my dream house and a healthy Savings Account with enough money to cover my needs well into retirement. For once in my life, I don’t want to worry about bills. I want to be able spend without counting every penny. I want to get all the things I want because all these years, I’ve only been able to get some things, not others. I always have to pass up something or wait till the following week or month so I can buy this or that and I just don’t want to do that for the rest of my life. I’m not even talking about buying $5,000 shoes or dresses or owning dozens of cars. I just want a comfortable life and as the saying goes, everything in moderation.
