Company A is three miles from our house. Free parking. New company, growing quickly. Pays at least 20% more than Company B.
Company B would be really interesting work, but it's downtown and I don't know if parking is part of the deal. The pay is less than half of what I was making before I was laid off six years ago. It's less than I made in 1997 as an entry-level financial analyst.
It is not very much money.
It is enough for us to live on, but not enough for us to travel on or get a new roof on or save for retirement on.
It would be good only as part one of two incomes.
I am happy that someone finally wants me, but depressed at the thought that I am such a bargain and even more depressed at the idea of losing my freedom.
But I guess it's only fair.