Money is just a number that doesn't exit. I work, they direct deposit money into my account by computer and my number goes up. I pay a bill online and my number goes down and the company that billed me has their number go up. It is all fake and none of it exists. I have never even seen any of that money and have not seen a single dollar from a paycheck in years due to technology. Money is stupid.
Other stupid numbers include my weight. I have this one stupid number that is my "ideal". Whatever that means. A good portion of how I view myself is dictated by a number. (this is vain and stupid and I know it isn't healthy, no need to remind me of this in the comments) Today the number went down and I instantly felt fantastic and thin and better. This was not affected by the fact that my clothes fit exactly the same as yesterday and I wasn't actually any smaller at all. The only important fact was that the magic number was better than yesterday. However, had the number been higher I would have felt crappy and mammoth like and had my clothes fit the same as yesterday it wouldn't have mattered, the stupid number was higher so I MUST be bigger.
So my living arrangements as well as everything in my home including me is decided by fake imaginary non existent conceptual numbers. How dumb is that.
So, that is the rant of the day.
4 comments:
the weight thing I totally identify with! The money thing...take a trip to the ATM and take out the cash! And read the Total Money Makeover. I'd lend you my copy, but we haven't gotten it back from the last person we lent it too yet. But its available at the Library. You won't believe how much better you feel about money when you start looking at it differently. (although the feelings of "broke" will probably not go away, I still have a panic attack every time I go to spend money on something other than food for my family.)
Hey, I totally agree!!!! Especially the weight thing... which is definitely UP for me today due to the massive amount of sweet potato fries I ate on the ferry last night!
So true, so true! I was so paranoid about looking at the scale when I was pregnant. I was determined not to hit a certain number. I won't say what it was but when it was approaching I was in full panic mode. Luckily we never met because I would not have been a happy camper with that number. even though it meant NOTHING. I finally quit weighing myself because it causes me too much stress. I do want my wedding day number back though...probably not going to happen.
SO TRUE. Never really thought about it, but I like your rant.
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