The league ended up broke and had to pay me with gift certificates to a local department store and I endured several death threats from overzealous parents that were pissed about the calls I was making for their 8-year-old daughters.

I can laugh about it now, but God that was a terrible job.

after bying the uniform- i think it was approx $90 and a stop watch and paying for the gas to and from the matches, and the association fee, which i think was $100, and the fines and penalties for missing a few meetings, my husband didn’t make a cent.

plus it ruined his days off, because he came to dread going to the matches on his days off from his other job.

i saw all of this coming, but kept my mouth shut- i thought he had to try it and see how it turned out. i’m pretty sure he won’t be doing it again.

but i think if you were out of work, it would be a nice way to get some work and exercise, and still have the flexibility to keep looking for another job.

Several years ago I undertook a graduate program that matched my aspirations at the time. With experience I learned that whereas the program was valuable in many ways, I no longer needed to complete it because my personal development had gone in a different direction. I left without the degree (though with a student loan balance, alas—though the program was worth it nevertheless). The materials from that program have occupied a couple of storage cartons ever since, taking up space but never looked at. This week I have been discarding and shredding them, thereby gaining a welcome sense of mental freedom and making more room for what is in my life right now.

Heh, if only you could that for being rich.