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Depends Upon My Mood..
We're middle class, and we're happy.
We were poor right after Steve and I married. But overall we were pretty happy.
My first marriage was spent not quite dirt poor, but pretty darn close. One car, rented house at $400 a month, made our family of four meals on around $140 a month (and with fruits and veggies) and we didn't starve. We could have been happy if the marriage wasn't so disasterous.
Before that, I was dirt poor. Dancers can work six weeks on a show with unpaid rehearsals, do a one weekend production run, be contracted to get a percentage cut of the box office receipts, and get a paycheck of $156. I would rehearse from 7am to 1pm and then work two part time jobs as a head instructor most evenings from 3pm to 10pm and as a waitress on the weekends. I still couldn't pay my car insurance and maintenance, gas, rent, food all at once (some bills just had to be compromised) and a looming college loan hanging over my head, and as you could see, I was working ALL THE TIME.
I was happy. I only had a bag of tootsie rolls to eat for three days one time, but overall I was happy. I was living - and still living - according to my ideals and my priorities. What else could I ask for?
Toostie rolls are "vitamins"//
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