Before leaving for South America I met this girl. Smart, beautiful, interesting, the works. We had only seen each other a few times, but there was definitely a click.
Light at the end of the money tunnel!
Whilst traveling we’ve been talking. E-mails, whatsapp, skype. Long live the internet! And though it’s no substitute for real-life interaction, it does allow for the sharing of ideas and of getting to know someone better.
And though I hadn’t known her for a very long time, I was missing her. I had fallen for her, fallen hard. And that transforms a lovely 6 week vacation into a 6 week wait… I was missing her!
Now the past year has been a good one work and therefore money-wise. That and I wasn’t actually spending as much as I had budgeted.
So I did the one thing that made sense.
I invited her over.
A week of Argentina, enjoying an adventure together, good food, relaxing, seeing the sights, maybe a little bit of sex…
It didn’t work out, unfortunately. She didn’t come over, even though she tried moving heaven and earth to make it happen. Yes, I was a bit dissapointed but I didn’t have my hopes too high to start with; taking off for a week on very short notice, to a place where you don’t know the language to meet with a guy that you (let’s face it) hardly know… The odds were against it.
That’s not the point though.
The point is that I’m now affluent enough to treat someone to a week of Argentina, without batting an eye.
This is the dream of where I wanted to be (where it comes to money). I’m not filthy rich and I do still need to do my work. There are ample things that I can’t buy (the ocean-worthy yacht is still somewhat out of my reach), but there is very little that I can’t rent…
Talking about money is one of the last great taboos in western (specifically Dutch) society. We’re not supposed to talk about it, lest others feel that we’re bragging or something. Well, I decided in my previous post that I wasn’t going to care so much anymore about what other people thought and this is currently an important issue for me. So here I am, here it is. Boo for taboos!
I remember once having a discussion on “what you would do if money wasn’t an issue”. And I find myself now having to answer this question…
It has also made me realize how much “money” directs our lives, how much of a function of it we are. Because now that I have enough, I don’t really know what more I would want. What do you do when an important scarce resource suddenly stops being scarce?
I’ll let you all know when I figure this out.