by GrayBear on Tue Apr 24, 2007 9:51 pm
Some perspective from an old fart:
When I got out of college in 1975 I had a crisp new architecture degree and dim prospects. The shining stars in my fraternity at Illinois were bragging about jobs in the $10K - $12K range (business and engineering!!). As for me, I snagged a position in downtown Chicago for the princely sum of $8,400. per year (yeah--that's YEAR). I bounced around a few architectural firms for awhile and topped out in that profession at about $18K. Tops. But I had a ball.
Somebody else offered the off-topic observation that you should go with your heart. Do what you love. PLEASE--if you do nothing else, follow this profound advice while you can. It is wisdom.
You will, in life, basically spend, or otherwise commit, what you make (allowing for set-aside savings plans, FLEX spending, 401(k), etc.). Believe this. You will. The art lies in crafting your personal expectations in terms of what sustains you, and not to conform to a scale of projected income progress shaped by what others think you should be doing. Do what enriches your soul, and (a) the money will follow you, or (b) you will find that it doesn't matter. The latter is actually the truth.
You already know (or your spirit does--it tells you, subliminally, every day) what this is. Once you make the life-altering decisions we're customarily called upon to make, a lot of this choice is removed and your options become irreversibly limited. Who you marry. What material things you (or she) feel(s) are necessary. What your parents expect. What her parents expect. What you think your contemporaries expect.
Screw that. While there's still time.
I know this has nothing to do with your question, and yet it has everything to do with it. I'm just suggesting that you discard salary as a measuring stick now, when it apparently isn't necessary. One day it may be necessary, and it will be the only relevant measure, if you're not careful. Then it will be too late. Be foolish now, while you have the chance. Run.
One thing I'm trying to tell my college-shopping son (who won't listen, of course, because he's a son and I'm his dad) is that the most important thing he'll have upon graduation from college is freedom of choice, so he shouldn't indenture himself with loans and obligations and pressures and ongoing performance threshholds just to be able to say he holds a degree from a prestigious private college. The power that money represents, and enables, in the end, is itself freedom of choice. Money requires allegiance and tribute and fealty, though, so the cost of it has to be figured in. When you have the luxury of a fresh start without the baggage, that freedom is, well, free. Take it. It's the last free thing you'll see.
I had the most fun I ever had (working that is) in architecture. Later, I got "wise", acquired a law license and got knee-deep in the muck of a prestigious firm, higher salary, more pressure, and inflated expectations of others. It nearly killed me. Awhile ago (quite awhile) I decided to flee from that and to pursue a path with more heart. I feel better now. I don't make much money, but all the expectations of those around me have been adjusted, of necessity, to a comfortable level. I shitcanned the big-firm law career, have recurring monthly money concerns that will probably never end, and feel great.
Sorry for the ramble. I'm old, and I'm going to lie down now.
Peace.
G. F. Gallagher
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