How would your life be different if money weren’t an option? Besides materialistic things I’m wondering.
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Well, it’s an interesting philosophical exercise. However, for me, working has (and will continue to be) an economic necessity. Granted, I could give up the management/engineering job I worked my butt off to qualify for. But I would still have to work somewhere, unless I want to trade my house and car for a cardboard box, and a beat up old junk heap bicycle. I work to eat, you might say.
I don’t want to be judged as somehow “selling my soul” or settling for a lesser life , because I did what I had to do, and have done pretty well at it. My fairly decent salary and solid benefits gave me the freedom to marry as I wanted, not thinking about which guy could “take care” of me the best, I picked the best guy I ever met, even though he’s not rich, or ambitious. I was able to do my part financially, and then some, as we built a life together. This gave me a fair share of power in the marriage, too – I have never had to “settle” on issues to keep the peace, because he knows as well as I do that I am not dependent on him, financially, or otherwise.
For me, it has been somewhat about material things throughout life. I don’t own a mansion, or drive a big, fancy car. But my home is nice, I live in a safe area, and I love the little hatchbcak I drive. It is not new, but it is in great shape, and perfect for me. I have a shiny scooter to ride to work, too. I buy nice clothes (all on sale) for my job, I like to dress up. I like to buy nice things for me family, I like having pets. I like my stuff.
I started out with basically nothing when I left college – several thousand dollars of student loans I had to repay, and an old car I bought at a used car auction. Everything else I owned fit in the trunk. I owned 2 pairs of shoes at the time.
Okay, maybe now I own too much – have gone the other way. Perhaps life would be simpler if I had less stuff. But this is the life I built – sometimes I used money for intangible things, like great trips, or gifts for people I loved. I invested some for the future, in IRAs. But I also bought that mid-life crisis scooter, and I smile every time I ride it, or even look at it parked in my garage! I have more than 2 pairs of shoes (but not that many more).
No regrets here. I worked for and earned what I have. That is who I am, and I am proud of it. I never expected anyone to give it to me, and I know I can’t take it with me when I die. But I am enjoying it here and now, and I have not totally neglected my soul or things of more lasting importance while building this life, either. I don’t think my stuff “owns” me.
This is all different for each person. I have found the right balance for me, and that includes money and material possessions.