Wednesday, November 12, 2008
A very good friend asked me to attend an Amway presentation last night and because we’re friends we attended. Whatever the case, something about the meeting stuck out.
One of themes was the idea that you strive for what you need to survive financially in life as a young person but often your dreams are not realized because of the lack of funds. This then led to the discussion that with more money we could have the dreams we once had instead of making reality govern what our life should be.
It’s an interesting thought.
Another component was to tally up our expenses. We were asked approximately how many times we ate out. We had to say almost never since I even blog about those rare events. I had to tell them we have a house cook. (my mother) How often do we go out to the movies? Well, maybe twice a year? We usually rent DVDs if at all, but usually people loan theirs to us. How often do we go to sporting events? Hmmmm… next to never. Art watches it on TV. Art and I finally had to look at each other because we sure sounded like dull dogs to be sure.
And yet we’re happy. Well…. sort of….
The only thing creating sadness for us now is the economy and how it’s hurting our children (all of us) and news of friends and relatives who are experiencing other difficulties presently.
As for our dreams? I think teaching children had been a dream which I enjoyed. Art’s dream was to help the environment and he did what he could within the government although we won’t go into his frustrations there. Material dreams? We have our house which Art is enjoying building. Granted, this could go on for years but he likes the challenge of learning. Traveling? We do, though far from first class... it's still fun.
Having to live within our means? You know… we’re OK with that. We don’t need a Mercedes. We don’t need a mansion. We don’t need to eat out more often.
Amway could be a viable vehicle for somebody else looking for an avenue to create an income, just not us.
So it brings us back to our being dull dogs. Hmmm…. ‘fraid so. But we’re pretty happy dull dogs.