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It is a little more than a month before I start vet school. In many ways, that seems like an impossibly short amount of time. Here I am sitting in front of my computer in Maine, and by the end of August I have to close on the new house in Minnesota, move myself and possibly my wife, the dogs, cat, and fish, along with all our earthly possessions 1,600 miles away, hope our house in Maine sells, set up everything in the new house, and hopefully have a few days to catch my breath.

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Many years ago, I “chose” a career in journalism based on a desire to have the opportunity to face each new day as a delicious, unforeseeable challenge. “News,” I reasoned, could not be predicted, and as such my job would change almost daily. For a variety of reasons, not the least of which I couldn’t admit to myself that I didn’t have an aggressive enough personality to pursue “news,” I never ended up working as a reporter. Instead, I drifted into technical writing and the allure of the possibility of “overnight” fortune that working for a start-up high tech company offers.

Unfortunately, my selection of high tech companies (or, rather, their selection of me) was not very fortuitous, and more than once I found myself faced with lay-offs rather than pay-offs. And while my decision to go in business for myself proved to be financially agreeable, it also put me in a situation whereby I was basically doing the same thing over and over again because clients were hiring me for my particular expertise.

This, of course, led to my epiphany that money does not buy happiness.

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