So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right
Donna Summer
After inserting the above quote, I remembered it's about a hooker. That I am not. But I work hard (sort of) for the money, so I'm going with it. This is not being written on a street corner as the next stanza would suggest.
I got paid. Twice. For the first time in 5 years, I'm an earner. A paycheck producer. It could only cover my car payment plus some petty cash, but it's a paycheck nonetheless.
Although I have been working hard over the last 4 years, and having a college degree will increase my income substantially over the course of my working years, I missed having a salary of my own. It turns out receiving pay for my time and efforts means a lot to me. A chunk of my self esteem, in some ways, is tied into my ability to produce. The amount seems inconsequential, actually. For me, it's about feeling independent and valuable.
The fact is, I enjoy being a part of the working world and always have.
My paychecks are getting cashed and stowed away for next month's vacation. It will cover the housesitter and provide a wad of spending money.
And although my summer research comes to an end next Friday, my excitement for the future has been reignited after an exhausting spring. To go to a job I love every day while making our lives more comfortable in the process is a pretty cool prospect.
