robotech_master

It started out like any other Monday. Then about half an hour into my shift, my manager asked me to come to a conference room. I went more than a little nervously, my "principal's office" instincts acting up…then you could have knocked me over with the proverbial feather when I found out what she wanted.

About a month ago, she'd put me in for some kind of "job progression" thing. I'm not entirely sure what it means, or if there are more responsibilities that come with it, but anyway, the upshot of it is, I'm getting an 11% raise. Without going into specifics, this is going to mean a salary bump in the low hundreds of dollars per month, the low thousands per year, for me. It's also going to mean the scads of overtime hours I'm currently working are going to become even more lucrative. I started working at the higher pay rate today, and will first see it reflected in the paycheck I'll get two weeks from Friday.

I'm still kind of stunned. It feels like I'm finally starting to win at adulting.

( It's been a hard financial slog for years, but now it feels like I'm finally starting to break even. )

I suppose that when you get right down to it, I feel…at least 80% wealthy. A lot of people wish they could be wealthy just for all the things they could buy—but for the last few years, I've wished for wealth just so I wouldn't have to worry about living from paycheck to paycheck and not overdrawing. And now, at least for now, I have that. I have the thing that was 80% of what I wished to be wealthy for. So, I guess I'm 80% wealthy.

And it's a rich man's world.