People assume I miss the drama of real estate or the spark of teaching. Sometimes I miss both. But accounting gave me something sacred: reconciled accounts. When debits equal credits I feel a peace that church only partially provides.
I built models with color codes that would make your eyes water. I explained tax documents to small business owners who thought they were bad at math. They were not bad at math. They were scared. I get scared too.
That precision feeds my analysis studies now. The same muscle, harder weight. I train like an athlete who discovered the sport late and refuses to quit.
If you have a skill the world calls dull, keep it. Dull skills feed people and pay for good olive oil.