Monday, March 24, 2008

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous

I don't envy rich people, I think being wealthy would be a really big responsibility. No, I don't aspire for riches, I would rather just be able to live comfortably. Money doesn't really make you happy and sometimes it can make you very unhappy. It's said that money is not the root of all evil, rather that the love of money is. I try to just take money for what it is; it can enable you to have a lot of fun, but there are so many other things that make me happier.
I have known a few wealthy people throughout my life though. Back in New Mexico I knew a family that was living very humbly in a small house behind their open air produce market, but the wife's parents passed away and left them a very large house in the Ruidoso Downs area (which is the nice area of town) and an inheritance. They had a big family and they also had adopted children (thats how our families became friends), but what I think is really cool about them is that after they got the house and the money, they lived more or less the same as they always had. I think the only thing that changed is that they wore nicer clothes.
My grandparents both were kids during the Great Depression and their families had very little money, but now they're the retired former owners of a software company and have plenty of money. Although they do allow themselves some luxuries (my grandpa has a new Lexus and they have a condo in FL), my grandpa invests a lot of their money and they are active in charities that benefit special needs and retarded adults.
I can't begin to think of what I would do if I was rich and I don't think it's my place to tell anybody how to spend their money. I can imagine that spending your money on luxury could be more tempting than giving it away, but I think there is a happy medium.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Put up your dukes, lets get down to it!

I'm really a passive person (despite the post title), I don't like to waste my energy on being angry with people. Of course, I'm no saint, I get angry like anybody else, I just refrain from acting on my anger as much as possible. Even when I do get involved in an argument I usually just view it as a heated debate or discussion. So the only fight I could think of was something that happened a long time ago between me and my older brother. My parents were gone (of course) and Levi, my brother, had a friend over. Levi and his friend were in the study on the computer and I was also in the study on the couch reading a book. Well I guess my presence was a nuisance, and Levi told me to leave and go read somewhere else, but I didn't want to leave and thus, we started fighting. Eventually the fight escalated to my brother pushing me out of the study by force. I fell into an antique cabinet and broke the doors off the hinges. After that I went to my room and waited for my mom to get home. We both got in trouble for fighting and for breaking furniture. I don't really remember, but I can't imagine that I was mad at him longer than the day. Me and my brother fought a lot when we were younger, even though we played together nearly everyday. Now me and my brother get along fine, since we grew up together we know a lot about each other and how to make the other laugh. I don't stay angry long and I think it would take a not for me to think someone was unforgivable.