so i made an appointment with a financial advisor. i’ve been putting it off and i didn’t want to, but i finally did it.
let me back up…
this week, we had some financial advisors come to school and speak to us about retirement savings. in my head, i had a bad attitude about it. i had other things i needed to do to get ready for the first week of school. more importantly though, i didn’t want to be reminded about the fact that i’m not where i thought i’d be at this age. still, i listened even though i didn’t want to and learned a couple of things. (except the stuff that required math. i’ll leave that to someone else to figure out.)
i consider myself pretty good with money, but it’s an uphill battle being a single woman with one income to do everything by myself. in one way, i’m proud of myself and my accomplishments. i have some specific financial goals for this year, and i’m going to reach them early. but those are things i probably should have taken care of years ago. but i was scared to go out on the limb. and i thought that maybe someone would come along to help me with those goals. but alas…that hasn’t happened. and i’ve come to the realization that i need to take charge and do it myself. i’ve gotten this far alone. i can keep going.
my thirty first year doesn’t look like what i thought my life would be like. it’s different. and that’s okay. i’m adjusting. but i can’t hold onto those old ideas anymore. it only makes me sad and disappointed. what makes me happy is making a life for myself that i’m proud of and being/becoming a person who deserves it. and though it brings me joy, it is also terrifying. i’m up for the challenge though.