I grew up not having to work until I was 23. While I was in high school, it was practically forbidden in my house. I begged, but my mom said no every time. My
mom wanted to me to have my fun while I was young. In my early 20's I was in school off/on, was sick and unable to work, then I taking care of my
terminally ill grandmother. I would work off/on when I needed to buy extras or go on vacation or if my mom needed me to fill in somewhere (she managed a
staffing agency). I have been working since my grandmother passed (I'm 28 now), and although I am VERY grateful that I had the life I did...sometimes I
wish I had worked.
If I were to ever have kids, I might let them get a job for the summer but probably would not enforce it. But they also probably wouldn't be allowed to spend money like I did.
If I were to ever have kids, I might let them get a job for the summer but probably would not enforce it. But they also probably wouldn't be allowed to spend money like I did.
