By Adam Jusko, ProudMoney.com, email@example.com
When I was in my 20s, working my first “real” job, I thought I was rich (though I earned relatively little). I hadn’t moved out on my own yet and could buy more stuff than I’d ever been able to afford. Plus, I could still go out at night and party until all hours — I had the bounce-back capability of the young and my “real” job was pretty low in terms of responsibility.
I wish I had worked harder. And more.
Don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed my 20s and have great, fun memories. And I know no one on their deathbed says they wish they had spent more time at the office.