Title Image

Work, life and things in between – Day 41 – A look behind doors!

Work, life and things in between – Day 41 – A look behind doors!

I love to organize my life and take care of the nuisances so that they can then take care of themselves thereafter….no unpaid bills, no unopened mail, no pending files, etc. In some areas of my life, I don’t like surprises. Just like the famous TV show, I want to know what is behind those doors!

So, to that end, I am meeting with the Financial planner today.  Not sure this is a good idea.  I know what he is going to say and I don’t want to hear it.  Besides, the meeting is in the middle of the day and ruins my ability to attend my preferred yoga class or even make it to the pool before the “late crowd” (after school kids)all come jumping in.

Of course he is talking to me about taking my severance money and locking it away for years on end, in tax deferred channels, where the real benefit of such actions will come true midway in my retirement or on my death bed.

Seriously!

The true, raw emotional side of me wants to keep that money in the bank, or better yet in my night stand drawer so I can look at it from time to time and keep it there until it runs out and meanwhile, enjoy a life of writing, yoga and outdoors living.

My bet is he will not be impressed with my plan!

Now, of course, this quickly gets kicked in the ribs by my reason and logic. These 2 are my boring twins.  You won’t find more efficient party poopers than these 2.  However, I have to be careful with what I say because they have nevertheless served me very well in my life so far. Kind of like the friends you hate to love!

Despite the fact that the planner is knowledgeable, reasonable, diplomatic and tactful, I still want to punch him in the teeth because he is making me use my reasonable and rational mind at a time when I am trying very hard to see what life would be like without them for a while, or at least with them in the back seat instead of the driver’s seat.

He is sort of sabotaging my efforts.  This is what it feels like. Evidently trying this on a financial planner may not be the smartest plan…might be easier with the interior decorator or the seamstress but in any case, he is making me face my ambiguity at a time when I don’t want to. Right now, I am in full denial of pretty much anything that has to do with being reasonable, may as well admit it.

This is exhausting because I know he is right. I so strongly want to resist his advice.  He makes it feel like this is a last call. To where?  I am not sure. Luckily, there is always tomorrow.I love to organize my life and take care of the nuisances so that they can then take care of themselves thereafter….no unpaid bills, no unopened mail, no pending files, etc. In some areas of my life, I don’t like surprises. Just like the famous TV show, I want to know what is behind those doors!

So, to that end, I am meeting with the Financial planner today.  Not sure this is a good idea.  I know what he is going to say and I don’t want to hear it.  Besides, the meeting is in the middle of the day and ruins my ability to attend my preferred yoga class or even make it to the pool before the “late crowd” (after school kids)all come jumping in.

Of course he is talking to me about taking my severance money and locking it away for years on end, in tax deferred channels, where the real benefit of such actions will come true midway in my retirement or on my death bed.

Seriously!

The true, raw emotional side of me wants to keep that money in the bank, or better yet in my night stand drawer so I can look at it from time to time and keep it there until it runs out and meanwhile, enjoy a life of writing, yoga and outdoors living.

My bet is he will not be impressed with my plan!

Now, of course, this quickly gets kicked in the ribs by my reason and logic. These 2 are my boring twins.  You won’t find more efficient party poopers than these 2.  However, I have to be careful with what I say because they have nevertheless served me very well in my life so far. Kind of like the friends you hate to love!

Despite the fact that the planner is knowledgeable, reasonable, diplomatic and tactful, I still want to punch him in the teeth because he is making me use my reasonable and rational mind at a time when I am trying very hard to see what life would be like without them for a while, or at least with them in the back seat instead of the driver’s seat.

He is sort of sabotaging my efforts.  This is what it feels like. Evidently trying this on a financial planner may not be the smartest plan…might be easier with the interior decorator or the seamstress but in any case, he is making me face my ambiguity at a time when I don’t want to. Right now, I am in full denial of pretty much anything that has to do with being reasonable, may as well admit it.

This is exhausting because I know he is right. I so strongly want to resist his advice.  He makes it feel like this is a last call. To where?  I am not sure. Luckily, there is always tomorrow.