I'm at the real estate office

I asked the owner the other day if she wanted to see what I made working for her last year. She said she did so I pointed to a spreadsheet that totaled -$1,192.

But that was with my business expenses which included a laptop, software and a camera among other things.

Anyway, I'm here at my evening desk and I have things to do but I think I'm just going to go home.

I'm tired of working two jobs and still being poor. I'm tired of working a job that costs me money. I'm the one to blame, though. (and I'm not really poor)

There has never been I time when I've couldn't have been doing better; I've usually settled for doing enough.

I've heard about a survey asking people about happiness and part of the results were: people making millions were no happier than people living in mud huts. Which is something I've always guessed at; why struggle and suffer for a mansion when you'll be no happier than in the mud hut you've got now?

I've heard about a study that indicated that the act of giving can make a person happy. I live in my hut and I could make enough money for a mansion but instead I invest my time and money into people. I'm happier than most of my friends.