Misconceptions About Money

Hi all! I definitely don’t post as much as I’d like, but I usually post when I have small epiphanies than seem to stick around for a few days until I finally get around to wanting to say something about it.

What I’ve realized lately is that I have been very money focused.

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Last weekend, a birthday party came out of the blue and I scrambled to think of gifts to buy for them on such a short notice. It was the day before, and I realized I have nothing. No ideas…and nothing but a Walmart in my small town. I had to succumb to one of the things I hate the most: giving cash as a present.

Of course, I ran by the store to grab a card at the least…but the whole situation made me feel uncomfortable. Not about the last minute party invitation, but the cash. I really hate giving cash as a gift.

To me, cash is just a thoughtless gift. Not that I would make a scene at anyone for giving me cash as a gift (I mean…who would really complain about that?). But that’s the thing…it just bothers me that cash is an instant pay off for not knowing what to give someone or not thinking things through early enough…or any other excuse we have.

The kids lit up at the sight of $20. I still remember when I thought a quarter was a big deal…forget pennies, nickels, and dimes. I totally get that.

But as I think more in depth about it…I don’t think I feel very comfortable knowing that money is something that just about everyone wants. I just don’t feel right about praising the dollar sign and bowing down to its value…because, in reality, it’s a sheet of a paper—a sheet a paper that practically rules the world. More recently, it’s not even paper anymore…it’s numbers posted on your bank statement…just figures.

As much as I hate this facet, I spend a lot of effort trying to combat it. That doesn’t mean I spend money like its nothing, nor do I burn every dollar I receive (pretty sure that’s not even legal). But it does mean that I try to live cautiously about every dollar and try to take a step back when money seems just make everything worse. Fighting about money, worrying excessively about money, begging for money…that’s just not the life I want to live.

That being said, I wanted to jot down a few misconceptions about money that I feel very strongly about. I doubt everyone will agree…but here they are:

First and foremost, Money doesn’t buy happiness: Uhm…hell yeah it does. It totally does. It’s merely a sad, yet very real thing. Have you ever spent money on a large cheese pizza? A cute pair of shoes? Baby clothes?

But what’s left out is that the happiness is only temporary. That large cheese pizza makes me very happy…until I eat it and it’s all gone. Then I look at my bank account…oh, $10 on 20 minutes of pure joy. I guess I’ll take it.

The amount of money you make matters. ERR…also not true. Eric always says this to me, and I believe it’s very very true: The more money you make, the less money you have. This makes no freaking sense, but you have to admit that there never seems to be enough money to go around.

This is why you should never pick your career for its salary. It does not even matter. I mean…you might have a bigger house, wear some better clothes. But, it won’t ever be enough. As humans, we are always striving for the best next thing…never looking at what we have and appreciating it. I guess it’s just human nature. But living with $20,000 versus $200,000 is probably more alike than you think.

Having money means you work hard. Hahaha, nope. Having money doesn’t mean shit anymore. Some of the hardest workers have the least money…and some of the richest work the least. Not bashing on the Kardashians because I really love stalking them on SnapChat (not Kim for obvious reasons)…but…I swear I think that’s all they do. SnapChat.

My dad slaves his life away 12 hours a day, 6 days a week and makes nowhere near what the Kardashians have. Neither does the freaking president of the United States. Work ethic and money have virtually no correlation.

Money is the root of all evil. Are you kidding me? Crazy is the root of all evil. Let’s be real.

Value is determined by a price tag. If anything, a price tag determines the perceived value of something that someone else might see. But true value can only be determined by the beholder. I think more about this when I think of memories,  love, and the people that surround me. I could never put a price tag on any of these things.

And when thinking about material items, again, we tend to hold more value to things we don’t have.

The other day I passed by a setup of school supplies boxes to buy and donate to those in need getting ready for summer. For a second, the cost to buy and donate a box was only $6.99. When you thinking about donating, it’s easy to look at it as $6.99 for a box of crayons, a pack of pencils, and a notebook or two. But in the eyes of a child in need, this box could help provide an education which could lead to future successes in their lives. The value of that is much greater than roughly seven dollars.

And lastly, just for some shits and giggles…The face on the dollar bill matters. 

Not too long ago, there was a lot of controversy about whose face to put on the new $20 bill. While I think that Harriet Tubman is a fantastic choice (especially to replace Jackson and all the hatred he may represent), I personally don’t really care.

In my opinion, there are so many other things in the world that we should really be focusing on rather than putting a new face on a sheet of green paper. There is other legislation to improve, other things to petition, other things to talk about and make known.

There’s so much more to life than counting the dollar bills in your pocket and scrambling for the change in the couch cushions. I think sometimes we focus too much on money and I believe it is definitely worthwhile to take a step back and realize what role you’re allowing money to play in your life.

That’s all for now.

Thanks for reading,

Y

 

 

 

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