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Admittedly, one of the most fun parts of being an adult is making your own money (once you start anyway). Money is great, it makes the world go around; or is that hope??? *frantic googling* OK its fine. Google said money is basically hope. So if you want to have any hope of living you better make some good money. At least that's what everyone always told me. Don't be mistaken. I am not a starry eyed idealist. I need money just as much as you do. I also work rather hard for it. While my pay (when I work) is not bad; it never seems to be sufficient either!!!

There's always that little more that I need. Be it for the sake of helping family or treating a friend or whatever random bird-dropping-expenditure jumps out from the lurky shadows. This never seemed to be a problem when I had NO money. Of course my parents were the ones worrying about all that then. However, I do remember a time when none of my family ever worried about money. It's true!!! At the time it seemed like a brief window of extreme poverty. In retrospect, there might not have been a happier time. It was when my grandmother was still alive. At her home one would not go hungry should they try. We ate from the trees because there were so many. Anything found in the house was grown from the soil it stood on or made by the hands that dwelled in it. The men of the house did the fixing, the women did the grooming. Everyone did what they knew to do.

Yet, wanting is as much a part of people as the blood in our veins. So years later here I am: with a little more money and one less grandma. Again, don't be mistaken, I am quite happy (plus in pretty sure grandmas got me covered with the big J). Herein lies my truth: I know that the less I want, the more I have. Even so I say I have less and I want more. I KNOW the solution, yet I cannot stop myself.

It's not just me though. Demands have increased too. Now celebratory dinners must accompany every small achievement no matter how insignificant. I am honestly considering adding 'bribes and complement pay' in my budget... I can honestly say that most of the money I make is spent on everyone around me rather than myself. After all, I am a simple person. I like ice-cream. Doesn't take much to make me happy.

I feel like I must reiterate: I am not complaining. I have long accepted this as the way of things. When it comes to my own purchases I am for the most part thrifty. When getting stuff for others, all that goes completely out the window. The way I see it, money will come and go; but I will never get those moments back. So I may as well give it my all. In all honesty though, this does tend to make my life a little difficult. See I pay a lot of attention to what someone is saying. (HORATIO I TOLD YOU NOT TO READ THIS!!! STOP ROLLING YOUR DAMN EYES!!!). Whenever any of my friends mention in passing that they really like this or they don't have that, I go home and write it down because I am someone who freaks out about what to gift a person for their birthday/ Christmas/ Easter. I really do think it's worth the trouble. Also I have received enough cans of deodorant on all MY special days to actually freshen up an S.T.P. (just so you know I do not stink, it's just a sign of how much the people I called friends cared!!! [HORATIO I AM THIS CLOSE TO STABBING YOU!!! SCRAM!!!])

Anyways... what was the point of this whole thing? I can't even remember. Umm Drink plenty of water, wear a mask and don't gift everyone you love a deodorant I guess. Yeah. Do all that and you're well on your way to becoming a functioning member of society.