i'm waiting for butter to come up to room temperature. this is what happens when i decide to make an impromptu chocolate chip cookie cake as a surprise for my bf. i have to do all kinds of things like set the butter in front of a hot air duct or holding it in my hands to gradually take the freezer chill off. the good news is, i have time for a quick blog which is probably a good thing because i've got something to talk about that's got nothing to do with food.
what stuff do you hate in your life? maybe hate is too strong of a word - what things do you wish you could leave behind forever?
i'd like to leave behind any obligations that require money - car payments, rent, insurance, cell phone, clothes, entertainment, etc. i'm not saying it's possible because how could anyone live without a car or a cell phone or clothes? and who wants to give up movies, tv, electronic gadgets, and internet?
but sometimes i imagine a world without any of that stuff. all i really need for life is food, water, shelter, and of course love. i would grow my own food, build my own shelter, and care for those close to me. and with those basics, i would be as happy as i am today - maybe even more happy because i wouldn't have to worry about money or any of the complications it brings. in fact, i'd be free to concentrate on building relationships without the distraction of internet, tv, radio, and billboards.
i guess there might be some stuff i'd regret leaving behind. no more long-distance traveling (no car), no more remote relationships (no phone), no more popping pills to bring down blood pressure and lower cholesterol from too many processed foods and transfats, no more tap water (no more chemical treatment plants to remove all the garbage dumped into the water supply), and i'd be busy from dawn to dusk tending crops, repairing shelters, and gathering firewood.
but then, what's so bad about any of that? maybe i'd die at 50 from exhaustion and lack of medical care, but then maybe i'd be healthier because i'd be eating food directly from nature and actively exercising most hours of the day. maybe i'd die from an infected cut or a batch of botulism. but i'd rather be dead after 30 years than worry about money for 100.
i don't really have a choice - none of us individually do. money is a big deal and it drives and defines our lives. today, even if you wanted to abandon money, you'd need money to do it. where can you live? where can you grow food? where can you build a shelter? without money, you can't even get back to the basics.
so why am i babbling on about money and talking like some kind of antiestablishment nutjob?
my bf just got offered a job in a field he really enjoys but at a significant pay cut. but i want him to take the job. to hell with finances, to hell with money, to hell with "more money = better life". we both feel trapped by obligations and commitments that require money - mortgage, car payments, insurance, health care premiums, cable bill, etc. but what's the point of living a life bound to money? that's not a life i'm willing to accept. it's not a life anyone should accept.
so in the end, my bf is going to take the job (if he decides it's what he really wants), even if i have to force him to make the call. in the end, i'd rather have less money, less conveniences, and a clunker car than be controlled by money or let money dictate life choices. i'm not being a martyr and not being dramatic. just saying - wouldn't life be amazing without money?