Throwaway because I don't want my co-workers to know. I was poor. My father left home when I was a kid in middle school. My mom worked part time cleaning houses and left us when she found a new husband. I dropped out of high-school in the 9th grade and went to work. Low paying jobs. I lived with my aunt on the bad side of town. Fast-forward 35 years. Today, I make about 200K per year. I got a GED, went to trade schoo…
Interesting, I have two conflicting feelings about this. On one hand I agree with you and I am super paranoid about being poor. On the other hand, one thing that I definitely learned from growing up poor (I like the original article say "it’s very small (think ~900 sqft)", cause I had stable housing when I was growing up and it was 600sqft for 3-4 people ;)) is how little you need to be happy. In college, when we wer…
I tend to agree, but I also need a couple of things on top of that:
- the place needs to be relatively quiet (no asshole neighbors on the other side of the wall, or a busy street)
- I need to have an access to relatively peaceful area for walks, preferably green
- I need to live in an area that's not depressing because it's decrepit or filled with aggressive idiots
- I need friends in a distance that makes seeing them often not a nuisance
Take away any of the above and I'm not doing too well long-term. Also, I suspect most people in the world are missing at least one thing from my list.