The Worst Fortune Ever!

You will be surrounded by things of luxury. Have you had that fortune cookie? It's true. Things of luxury will always be surrounding most of us, if not all. Not that we can have these things. Not that these things will bring us happiness. Not that these things will make us feel better about ourselves. And not that these things will improve our lives or empower us. But they are there. They are there and we see them, feel them, taste them, smell them, hear them, and we probably want them. Who doesn't want a new car? Who doesn't want new kitchen counter tops? Who doesn't want granite tile in the bathroom? Who doesn't want 200 thread count Egyptian Cotton bed sheets?
What are all these things worth to us? What junk will we save up for next?
Personally I wouldn't mind being able to buy new clothing every season and only wear everything once... I wouldn't have to do laundry. But why does money play such a big role in our lives? You need money for everything these days, and lots of it. I remember when gas was expensive at $1.20 a gallon. I remember when a movie was $6.00. Was it worth that? is it worth the higher price it is today?
Things of luxury.
Things.
Surrounded by things. What things? Things I can use everyday? Like dishes, clothing, furniture, and vehicles? Those things are useful, and needed. They can be luxurious.
Things like books, movies, games, toys, and decoration. Those are mostly all luxurious. I don't need that stuff, and most likely it won't be used everyday. Often maybe, but not everyday.
Surrounded.
I do feel surrounded by things. They don't seem luxurious to me... they seem to be in the way. I call these things junk. This junk is all over the house. It's not mine, I can't get rid of it. It's there, and there isn't much I can do about it.
Remember my last blog, about the Sims? Have you played the Sims? The Sims need to be filled when hungry, sent to the bathroom when full, and put to bed when tired. The Sims also need room, and they get it from pleasant items in a room. And when there is garbage in a room it makes the Sims unhappy... I'm sure the same is true for you as well, and I can say without a doubt that it's true for me to. A sink full of dirty dishes is depressing. Overflowing dustbins are depressing. Dirt on the floor is depressing. Bugs in the bathroom is depressing. Falling apart houses are depressing. No wonder I'm sick of my house. These things that surround me are piled like trash all over the house... and I don't doubt for a minute that there is actual trash mixed in with the piles of luxurious things surrounding me.

One of my goals this summer is to fix this problem. To clean the house that is so... depressing. To make this house into a place where people actually like to be. A home. It's not a home now. It's sad to me that a temporary dorm room feels more like home to me then this house that I've lived in for fifteen years. It's sad to me that I would rather see this house burn to the ground then to see more luxurious things brought into it.
My eight year old sister doesn't not need any more toys. She may be outgrowing the ones she has... but if this were my house, and if she were my daughter, then she would have to get rid of some junk before she could have anything new. And the same goes for dear old mum.
I think about the necessities of life and wonder if I wouldn't rather live in a mud hut with a thatched roof and have a scratchy mat for a bed and a little fire place and pan for cooking in, and a little out-house. It seems that would be so much more fun then this. This. Living out of a laundry basket because I can't get to my dresser. I can't get to my dresser because there are boxes in front of it. There are boxes in front of it because I've been filling them with stuff to get rid of. They are still there because I've run out of things that belong to me to put in them. And I'll have a stroke the day my mum has the time and energy to go through things with me.

You will be surrounded by things of luxury.