Subtitled: Beating the Dead Horse
I realized today that I am weird.
I post my innermost financial secrets on the internet, along with pretty detailed information on my savings & retirement accounts and my loan balances. The only thing I don’t feel comfortable sharing is my salary.
I’m OK with sharing a range. After all, my readers don’t know where I might lie in that range. Somehow, that slight indefinability seems safer. Keeping that one number secret seems to make all the other revelations unimportant. It keeps me just mysterious enough. Without it, you can’t define me.
High/low. Important/not important. Rich/middle class/poor.
Of course, all of this is silly. You can define me by an income range just as easily as with a number.
It feels weird, but in a quick run around my blogroll shows that it’s also pretty common. In a sea of posts on debt repayment and savings accounts, there isn’t a peep about salary.
Perhaps we all want something to keep to ourselves. One little thing.