Where did all the good, high-paying jobs for B.A.’s in English Lit go all of a sudden? Four years of my life, wasted.

Actually, the years weren’t wasted; I was. Now I’m going to have to move back into my parents’ house. Well, not my parents’ house, because they don’t have one anymore. They’ve moved back in with their parents. So I’ll be living in my grandparents’ house with them. It’s like living in the world’s worst frat house. No binge drinking allowed, and they expect me to be out of bed by 6 a.m. How did things come to this?

We didn’t have the biggest house in our subdivision, but my siblings and I each had an extra bedroom for our toys and clothes, and the four-car garage had plenty of room for our golf clubs and kayaks. Dad put in a pool, and Mom had the kitchen redone to look like an Italian palace she saw on one of our twice-a-year cruises. Then, all of a sudden, we’re broke. I never did figure out how that happened. Where did all the money go?