“Amble like a cow!” Brian the PhD candidate called from across the ridge.
I was no longer the girl who was always scared; instead, I was the girl who could scare.
If you had told me that being poor would be the most expensive thing I have ever experienced, I wouldn’t have believed you.
I imagined myself on talk shows on both sides of the pond and could almost hear Gayle King’s laugh when I told her about Googling “sneaky money.”
Six months after my last job, there was still nothing on the horizon.
My depression snuck up on me — and cost me my job.
If you’ve figured out how to automate your workload, are you obliged to tell your employer?
I had never been unemployed in my adult life up to that point. I had no clue what to do.
Plus a bonus story about keeping finances separate after marriage!