Do you think money can buy happiness?
In a word…? No.
I believe that money can buy the things that make you think you’re happy. And I doubt anyone would argue with me when I say that being able to buy anything and everything you needed without worrying about the cost would make their lives easier. But easier doesn’t mean happy.
When I was a student, not only were we not in recession, but I had a bit more spare cash because I was working (part time) and bills were split among three. Also there are plenty of student discounts out there which made it possible to do things cheaply. Most of my DVD collection was amassed during my time at university as well as most of my swords and daggers. It was easy to buy what I wanted as and when and I was happy enough. This is mainly because university was an incredible three years of my life and I was having a grand time there anyway.
Then I left uni, moved into my own flat and got a full time job. My disposable income plummeted to almost nothing in the space of two months. Finding a deposit and the first two months of rent put a massive dent on anything I had saved and then I found that paying bills alone was really (really!) hard. So I didn’t go all that much, certainly no socialising, except for the odd excursion to London and Ironbridge. But I was happy. In fact I was VERY happy. My own place, freedom to do what I wanted, however I wanted, all the time in the world to write and if I wanted to talk to anybody they were only a mouse click away. MSNM was my best friend in those days; connecting me with all my friends who had scattered when we all graduated.
My point is, both of those situations mark happy times in my life, but money had very little to do with it.
People fantasise all the time about what they would spent a lottery win on. I certainly have (opening up a publishing house dedicated to finding new talent would be the start!), but that’s not to say I’m not happy now.
The twins have certainly clamped down on my free time, but, strangely I have a little more money than I did before their arrival. Probably because I’m not going out quite so much. That will change when my pay changes to just SMP, but I don’t for a second believe I’ll be less happy. Wouldn’t that be crazy? I mean, at the moment, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been, but that’s not anything to do with how much I can spend on food, DVDs, drinks or whatever else.
My philosophy is… so long as I can keep a roof over my head, food in my cupboard, water in my taps, heat in my walls and clothe son my back I have enough money. Most other things I don’t really need. And they won’t make me happy. I don’t need a flash car, designer clothes, posh food, gadgets and fancy technology. It might make things easier… but I don’t need it.
Hmm… I think I’ve drifted a bit there. Have I answered the question?
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