I think it’s all relative – it’s a matter of “is the glass half empty or half full?”
I have a good job with a lot of perks, in a position envied by many, where I can be fairly autonomous and I can travel on the job.
I am a single mother of a young child, and with that, there’s always the wish for more free time, yet I have more free time than a lot of two-parent-family parents. Most parents of older kids or adults say “enjoy it while they’re little, because before you know it, they’re grown.” I can afford to pick up and take a trip to almost anywhere, yet with a young child and a full time job, I have to plan.
I live in a house in a nice community. It’s not a huge house, but to someone living in a small apartment, or living in a bad neighborhood, mine would be grand.
I have a decent car, and will be buying another new car within a year. Is it a Maserati? No, but I am happy with what I have.
If I want something, I can buy it. I like sales and I try not to pay full price on many things I purchase. Do I shop on Fifth Avenue? No but I am happy with what I have, and it gets complimented. If I hit the mall I try to use a discount coupon when I can, just because I am thrifty.
I’m not broke, never broke, don’t pay attention to payday, yet I’m far from rich.
The last job I had, I saw the richest and I saw the poorest, and it made me realize and appreciate what I have.
Could it be better? Yes. Could it be worse? Hell yes. Am I satisfied? Yes, definitely.