Dec 10, 2007 10:16
So, I was freaking out because I only had $150 in the bank and I need to pay Evo Morales $100 American. That leaves me with $50 for gas and cigarettes and no eating. My sweet new ride requires $35 to $40 dollars of gas (old car use to only need at most $30). That leaves enough to half with my roomie, M. Night Shlama Lama Ding Dong, on a carton. I resolved that I would survive this week of financial strife as I have in the past. Then, I stumbled upon a pleasent surprise.
Last night Jimmy, God, and I were taking a walk and for the first time all weekend I decided to let go of my financial worry. I was pissed that I had one especially since I just spent two weeks on an academic one. It seemed no sooner did I stop worrying about school that I started worrying about money. However, on this walk I was a free man. God said "Dude, look at the ground." I did and there was a crisp benjiman waiting there for me.
These are the small gifts that make life worth living. I'm not usually money driven and I don't usually worry about money. It could have been a 10 and I would have thought it neat that I found it, but a hundred is more then I felt I deserved. Still, it was there for me. Now Evo can have my unearned income, and I will feel much better with spending my money on the struggling U.S. Economy and to Middle East oil where it belongs. Victory.