His and Her FI Post

I Suck at Financial Independence: Reflections of a Broke Teacher and Starving Artist

Follow your passions! Do what you love! ….even if that means you are broke?

While this timeless advice may be true in some ways it is time to admit that money matters. I am an artist, and have always been one. This was a self prescribed label as young as 6 and today a self prescribed financial downfall. In addition to being the starving artist I chose another career that does not promise to pay all of the bills: teaching.

First, I should preface that this is not a “poor me” post. Nor is this a call for “well you can make a change, it was your choice.” This is a post summarizing the financial and societal facts of the careers I have picked. This is the gritty, “where I am now” post. This is for those who may identify with choosing a career suited towards serving the community and their creative passions rather than one that will ensure a stable and sufficient (even more than sufficient) paycheck. This is for those who may compare themselves and generally suck at the milestones of FI.

The Career Choice

Woman+Artist+Teacher= sucking at Financial Independence. Here is why; not only do woman have the cards stacked against them in traditional society but, artists fit securely in the “unappreciated till you die” category in terms of making a living and consistant wage, and finally teachers have been underpaid since the dawn of time.

Let’s start at the beginning. As you have heard I am an artist. For me, art has always been what you want to see. That was really the initial draw, no one can take that vision away from you. No one can tell you how to do it right or what to make. Lastly, artists break the rules. They question the world and choose to create.

I found my medium in photography, although continued to dabble in everything from ceramics to drawing and design. Early on, I chose this path for college and pursued a Fine Arts degree. Do not worry, I was told then by everyone…. “You won’t make any money.”

I wanted so badly to prove them wrong. And I did a few times… I have sold a few pieces, been published, had multiple shows; my work gets out there every year. I even gave a TedTalk. I felt good about my progress in the realm of artists. Yet, this entire time I was working other jobs to pay the bills.

While I was in college pursuing my Fine Arts degree I had a total of 4 jobs at any given moment, I drove a squeaky and leaky beat up car, I lived between my Aunts (who was so generous) and my boyfriends. My tuition was expensive and my Financial Aid did not even begin to cover it.

I was a straight A student in High School and I went to community college early, for free, through a program called Running Start that you tested into. I started my first quarter at the age of 15 where I continued to earn straight A’s until I completed my AA and needed to transfer to my 4 year University.

I applied for about 25 scholarships a month and received a small portion. Despite this, when I filled out the FASFA for my 4 year University, I was denied funds because my parents made too much. Mind you, I had not lived with my parents for some time, I was simply claimed on their taxes. In a strange turn of events, this was the first time I realized my family had any sort of funds as we grew up frugal (or as I called it them poor) to the max. The tuition was on me, at least the portion not covered by scholarships and there was no money filtering in from my parents.

In no way blaming, but here I was scooping out massive student loans every semester until I graduated with my Bachelors of Fine Arts. At this point one of my odd jobs had been an after school art teacher and this is where I knew I wanted to go. What could be better than making stuff every single day?!

I enrolled for my Master’s before I even walked across the stage and started my Teaching Program. Financially this meant I took out even more student loans. At this point, you may be asking “Could you have just lived more simply?” This is a valid point. In some ways, yes, I think I could have knowing what I do now. However, I was not living the traditional college life of spend, spend, spend either. I was living to survive and splurge on a Starbucks every once in awhile.

I left school with a Master’s Degree, ready to change lives while doing art (what I loved). I also left school with a total of $73,882.72 in student loan debt and a 6 month grace period until I needed to start paying it off.

I invested in myself right? Isn’t that the best investment? Well, when it came time to pay the bill a total payment of $889.00 a month would be required. Yikes!!!! Hold that number in your heads for a moment, because it is not what I actually pay.

Teacher Pay and Teacher Plans

First off, what does teacher pay really look like? Was I going to be underpaid? In the book How Does Teacher Pay Compare? by Sylvia Allegretto, Sean P. Corcoran, and Lawrence Mishel they methodically compare teacher pay over the years. This research is continually updated with the following being taken directly from a study published in 2016.

In addition to the stats above it is important to clarify a few details for the breaks and benefits teachers receive (from my experience and some research online, although I am sure this varies a bit district to district and state to state)

Meanwhile, I was fortunate to immediately find myself offered 4 positions and was able to choose the one in the area and school district of my choice. My starting pay was traditional for teachers, I had excellent benefits, and had to a retirement plan set in place. This was it folks. I had started my career that would allow for me to make work and pursue photography all while giving back to the community.

My first paycheck (I am paid once a month) was a net of $2,770. Cost of living for me at the time was about $2,100 a month. Rent and housing is expensive in our area. I had no credit card debt at the time nor did I have a car payment. So how exactly was I going to pay my student loans? Forget about FI and savings, I had not even heard of this concept yet.

Remember that number $889.00 per month? I enrolled in the PSLF, Public Service Loan Forgiveness Program that put me on IBR, Income based Repayment Plan and I ended up being able to pay $183.24 for my first year working. Affordable and still left me what I would have called “fun money” then.

While my student loan payments may now be affordable, the amount is not even touching my principal, meaning it would take a zillion years to pay off. I am currently banking on the PSLF to work. This requires I work full time at a Title 1 school for 10 years while making consecutive minimum payments. After this time, all remaining loans (except grad plus) will be forgiven. Countdown is currently T-minus 6.5 years.

As a note, if you are considering the PSLF program you should enroll NOW, get your loans transferred to FedLoan, fill out the form every year that affirms your work, and generally cover your butt to make sure that after 10 years you were not making the wrong payments, on the wrong payment plan, or did not even qualify. This has happened many times to people I know and I would hate for the same to happen to you.

Defining Successful

So I was not making a ton of money in some individuals eyes. From the college student who was trying to scrape by, it seemed like a huge amount to start! While my pay has increased since my first year due to clock hour accumulation and time working, I am still in the bracket of being underpaid compared to other careers that require the same amount of education. Including my now partner, HisFI, who makes more that double my paycheck each month with a Bachelors degree.

The question remains, does money really matter? And, does more money mean success?

To the first question I had always said a firm No. I was not doing this for the money. I was not making art or teaching students for the money. I was doing something that I love. I am doing something I love. Yet, money still mattered at the end of the day. As altruistic and all encompassing as I attempted to be, I realized that money is what made things happen. It allows freedom in so many ways.

I think that there are a few reasons that I personally separated money from my decisions. One being that money is hard to talk about. I had a bad relationship with money until…literally 6 months ago, so of course I feel like my response will be that money did not matter that much to me. I was avoiding it and letting it control my life. It was playing into the “poor teacher” narrative and that was ok with me then, and irritating to think about now.

Second, is that there exists a stigma around art and money. On one hand you become such a “sell out” for the money … or maybe the money is seen as “dirty”. Then on the other hand, someone purchasing your art made you “successful”. I know, we artists cannot make up our minds and simply love the nuance and tiny bit of insanity that surrounds these ideas.

So on this note, I was always at war with remaining authentic in my art and creation OR making money. Looking at this written down it seems so insane that these two cannot go together, but in the art world and even society receiving money for something creative or selling your own work can sometimes be seen as less than authentic. Especially if you are the one advertising it and promoting it. It is encouraged in the arts to be “discovered” by someone else. (If absolutely none of this makes any sense ask a fellow fine artist and see where the conversation goes.)

I can give credit to HisFI for pulling my head out of the sand and asking the hard questions. I am a stubborn individual so this was only part of the steps to a healthy money outlook. I also had to be ok talking about it. This was especially challenging since we (society) are not encouraged to talk about money or how much we make.

Currently, I feel successful for having a budget, knowing where my money goes every month, and having a career that offers me benefits and retirement. I know that in some ways I had it tough, but remain in a privleged group of individuals. I also find that with teaching, I am giving back. I am hoping to inspire others to create and enjoy the process. A goal is to help students find their voice at a critical age. This is priceless.

The real answer to the questions I started this section with: Money really does matter, just not all the time. Money does mean success, just not all the time.

The Milestones that are Running away from Me

As I continue this journey and educating myself on money, investing and financial independence, I am reminded often of areas that feel out of reach.

Here are some things I have found that people boast about on the FI blogs. To give you an idea of how I’m sucking:

Can any of you relate? Listen, I know that I am privileged in so many ways. 100%. I also feel the need to give voice to feeling like those major FI milestones that flood the pages of every Facebook community and Twitter feed are physically moving away from me. I can take some solace in the fact that I did not even know those ideas existed 6 months ago.

The Comparison Game

Comparison is in close relation to that feeling of the impossible milestone. Comparison is also toxic. This is most challenging for me when having conversations with HisFI. He has a savings rate of around 50%, maxed out his retirements and still pays half of the mortgage. Ugh.

While he may be “more successful” in the eyes of the FI path, I have had to swallow the fact that my path will be harder and longer. A current endeavor is to instead practice gratitude around what I do have and what I am doing. To adopt the mantra “Their success is my success.” Every step or discovery that is moving towards similar goals is laying new ground work for those who follow.

This is easier said than done. It is all to simple for narratives of “I have always been poor.” or “I can’t save enough” to creep into my mind and continually try to make camp where they once lived so comfortably for years. The struggle is real.

It is easy to slip into the comparison mindset because it is comfortable. Especially as a woman where we are taught to compare and compete with others including women from a very young age. This level of comfort for our brains immediately works to undermine the positive that we have done.

Seriously! Do you ever notice how you may be feeling really happy or successful and then immediately following this either something really bad happens or we compare ourselves to those who are more ‘successful’. We wield our own mallet and pound that optimism down so quickly. (For more on this topic check out The Big Leap by Gay Hendricks)

Change and getting away from the comparison comfort zone asks that we retrain our brain with practices of gratitude, law of attraction and the like. This among other self improvement and self care weapons are what I am packing in my FI backpack.

Steps I am Taking to Not Suck at FI this year

My financial plan is as follows:

All of this will occur while still teaching, traveling, tap dancing, hiking, blogging, creating art, being a good animal mom and working on smashing the patriarchy. Thankfully being an artist leaves me with the winning trait of dreaming big and working hard. 🙂

You do not have to be doing everything right. You do not have to brag about your savings rate or success in paying off student loans at the start. It is easy to get discouraged and fall into the well “I am __________ insert comfortable excuse here.” I know; this is me every few days. This is also me being a kickass woman in the world of art, teaching and now financial literacy.

We are all at our different levels of FI success. Follow our journey and we will follow yours. Strive to save, be frugal, live, not compare…and all of the above.

 

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