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Salary woes..

One of the side-effects of taking a ‘break’ is managing finances and doing the mental adjustment needed to not expect the sure-fire salary transfer every month end! Its only been one 25th of the month since my quitting – but have to admit I DID think of the salary I wasn’t getting that day… :) Friends who’ve walked the similar path before me tell me that its been one of the toughest adjustment areas for most. And I would tend to agree – so far that is.

Salary has a way of giving us internal-confidence of being in control of our lives. Am sure most people who’ve worked for a reasonable amount of time and with a reasonably decent salary – don’t NEED to check for the exact time / day when its been transferred every month. However the knowledge that it has moved – gives a warm and happy glow to everyone I know! It makes every effort you've put into your job day and night seem worth it.

So when you decide to give up on that part of the control – its expectedly tough. My erstwhile salary account is running dangerously low – and for the first time in a while, I did sit and re-calculate my expenses! Was funny enough getting the nudge for plans from others – but this was a nudge to self… trust me – much more strong push than anyone else can give. The last time I did this was when I took on a property loan!!!

So yes – the journey of the break continues… but with some sort of urgency attached to ensure that the control that’s moved away from my hands for a bit, is back firmly where it needs to be!!

Finding creative solutions to the issue at hand is whats needed now! :)

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