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Nov 23, 2011

Money is the root of all evil.

I've never completely reconciled myself with this belief but I experience it more and more in daily life now. It can do wondrous things to relationships. Its proven even in fairy tales. Cinderella and Snow White both married rich princes and so did Rapunzel. The story wouldn't have been quite so enduring or glamorous if the princes hadn't been rich and if they didn't have big castles to party. The princes could condescend to fall for the pretty but poor stereotype simply cause they were lucky enough to have the money for such frivolities. I hope for the sake of all the children who grew up reading these tales including me that the prince didn't remind the poor girl about the money she didn't bring with her during recession. :p

I wish I could learn to make more sensible decisions about money but despite all the pitfalls I've had, I still find myself frequently heavy at heart and light in my pockets.

Sometimes in my most desperate moments I've imagined that I've become fabulously wealthy and have hired a financial manager who keeps the tabs on money which I'm so pathetic at doing myself or maybe make me a pauper depending on the kind of mood I am in at the time. A dream should be entertaining if nothing else.

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