Poor Princess hails from a big city in Canada. After living where she was born for 19 years, she had enough. She went off to live in Israel, where she met The Scientist. Then she came back and then went off to New York for graduate school. While she wrote her dissertation, she lived in the South, where The Scientist was doing his doctorate. But once he finished, they moved back to the northeast, where they had their first child: LL. But by the time LL was one, they were on the move again: this time to Western Canada. Four and a half years–and two more kids (Cool J and Baby MoFo)–later, they returned to the northeastern United States. In all this wandering, Poor Princess and The Scientist worked in interesting positions, but each failed to procure the much-coveted tenure-track job, the holy grail in academia. Which left them a little poor and a little transient. But then one of them did find a job that was the “real deal” and he’s now a professor in the UK. The only problem is . . . The Poor Princess is not.
What inspired this blog was the move from Western Canada to the Northeast: Poor Princess wanted a way to let her close friends in Western Canada (whom she was loathe to leave) know what she was up to (aka she wanted a chance to whine). One friend had asked a question that made Poor Princess realize that perhaps a whole blog was in order to explain her new life. Upon hearing The Scientist’s salary in his new position in the Northeast, the friend asked if she (Poor Princess) would be making up the difference in the family’s needed income. The question was the original tagline of this blog:
“WHAT?” asked my friend who has 7 or so 50″ flat screen TVs including one over the tub. “He’s only going to earn FIFTY?? Are you going to earn the other THREE HUNDRED?” We both laughed. A little. I would not. So here’s how it goes: How a spoiled family of 5 attempts to survive on 50 grand in a princely town near NYC.
Later, the tagline was removed, because some months after arriving in a princely town in the northeastern United States, Poor Princess landed an amazing job, and while she was not earning $300K (or all that close to it), she delighted in being, as her grandmother called her, a באָרוועסר פּראָפעסאָר. She adored her students, her colleagues, and her beautiful work and living environments. But now that she faces unemployment again, in one of the most expensive countries in the world, perhaps it’s time to restore it.
If you have comments or advice for PP, please feel free to contact her at poorprincessdiaries [at] gmail.com .