Just back from Cancun, despising just about every last thing about Los
Angeles/"SoCal!" (took the usual lovely HOUR crawling through minefields otherwise referred to as traffic in other locales just to get from LAX to home last night), and am in a mood that would make Grumpy Cat look like Mary Poppins, so anything I say should be taken with a barrel of salt.
My first thought: crap, another stupid poll. How the hell do I know if I "have enough"? Does anyone? Ever? Probably, but that's only when they're shoveling the dirt on you (or putting the broiler on "high" in my case). I have much more than enough, but that's because I've always had more than enough, and I'll probably die with much more than enough. I've never cared less, don't care now, and won't care then, either (although my heirs sure will be ecstatic).
Quite frankly, I'm shocked at my net worth. But never. Not once. During the lowest points in my life have I ever not had "enough". Never. Sometimes, LYBM and general contentment with life buys what no fleeting thing, plastic "toy", or phony "bucket list" experience will ever be able to put a price on: peace of mind.*
*exception: people who live in LA/"SoCal!" who have absolutely no reason being there should probably use some of that cash to get the hell out (much) sooner than planned...
Angeles/"SoCal!" (took the usual lovely HOUR crawling through minefields otherwise referred to as traffic in other locales just to get from LAX to home last night), and am in a mood that would make Grumpy Cat look like Mary Poppins, so anything I say should be taken with a barrel of salt.
My first thought: crap, another stupid poll. How the hell do I know if I "have enough"? Does anyone? Ever? Probably, but that's only when they're shoveling the dirt on you (or putting the broiler on "high" in my case). I have much more than enough, but that's because I've always had more than enough, and I'll probably die with much more than enough. I've never cared less, don't care now, and won't care then, either (although my heirs sure will be ecstatic).
Quite frankly, I'm shocked at my net worth. But never. Not once. During the lowest points in my life have I ever not had "enough". Never. Sometimes, LYBM and general contentment with life buys what no fleeting thing, plastic "toy", or phony "bucket list" experience will ever be able to put a price on: peace of mind.*
*exception: people who live in LA/"SoCal!" who have absolutely no reason being there should probably use some of that cash to get the hell out (much) sooner than planned...
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