I'm Not Broke Anymore, And I'm Terrified

"I'm sorry, can you say that one more time?" That was my response to the recruiter who'd just revealed my new job's salary. She repeated the offer, and though I wanted to shout my assent from the top of my lungs, I was in the middle of an empty coffee shop, plus I didn't want to scare her off. Besides, it's not like I won the lottery. I was simply being offered more money than I'd made at any point in my 11-year career as a journalist.