My major focus this year is pulling myself out of poverty. By 2019 federal poverty standards, I’d be under the poverty line even if it were just me in the household — when I add the other two I live with, that number seems almost rich from where we are now. Not good, not good at all. If we lived in Alaska or Hawaii, we’d be even poorer by their standards. It’s ridiculous. Granted, I live on SSDI right now, which isn’t a livable wage.
But 2019 is my year. It is the year of the pig after all! And I have plans to change this financial malarkey and crawl my way out of poverty.
I know it’s going to be a slow process unless I win the Powerball or something. Though I don’t play Powerball very often, as there isn’t much for spare money around here. My margins are tiny, and they fully disappear when the shit hits the fan. But I do have plans, and I am executing them. They’re just going to take time, which I don’t exactly have a lot of.
But I can be patient because the income potential is astronomical. Unlike a regular job, my income potential isn’t exactly limited. Of course, it is somewhat limited because I am only one person, but even that can be worked around. So that alone is worth being patient for!
I’m putting in the time, putting in the effort, and hoping that they eventually bear fruit.
That doesn’t mean that I don’t get discouraged, as I do, but it’s easier when I remember that this isn’t an instant gratification path. Granted, it could all blow up big at any moment, but I can’t count on that. I make quarterly goals so that I have enough time to actually focus on a goal (or 6–8 of them), but not too long that I forget or otherwise ignore the goal.
Nothing is guaranteed. I just need to keep going, focus on my goals and work hard toward them.