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Focus in all the wrong places

Society today seems so focused in all the strangest places
What kind of car you drive?
What zip code you live in?
From your annual income, to fashion sense, sex appeal, tanning, mani-pedicures, waxing, etc.
Even which salon you get all this done at and which retail store you paid for your shoes.
You see this everywhere, consumerism, and with it the desire for a feeling of importance or status.
There are even important status issues with which generation of iPod you own!
It never seems to bother me more than when I head out of town and see the way that people interact, parading in front of each other not only their fashion sense but their gadgets, professional title, even their expense accounts.
Why does any of this matter?
It’s all meaningless!
Not that we can’t find joy in these, and many other things …but how and why do we think we can extrapolate our worth from possessing them? And what is that supposed to accomplish anyway? Is it all some sort of social manipulation?

Shopping … more like restocking

This happened a week ago but it still makes me smile!

One more pass through the grocery store as I “restocked the shelves” with a case of Top Ramen, a few tempting flavors of ice cream, and a very nice bottle of wine…. Talking myself down with things like: No wine tonight anyway, I have too many things to accomplish right now. I don’t need the calories. I should be eating vegetables instead of top ramen and ice cream. Finally ending with… it’s NOT in the Budget!

At the checkout counter, everything rang up very quickly as the adorable young blond cheerfully chattered about just a few more hours of work. She paused for a moment to ask if I wanted the Coke left out …. What? I hadn’t grabbed a Coke!

I looked down to see that she had rung up a fist full of candy bars also which were quickly claimed by the next guy in line. I had to do a double-take… the one with the major sweet tooth was an attractive, physically fit, well dressed, clean cut looking gentleman. I had to laugh inside at the irony of my trip around the store restocking the shelves with all the stuff I really would love to indulge in and where I am in my fitness program at this time in comparison to this gentleman.

Of course it was probably for his wife or something, but thank God for those moments in “Bizzarro World”; they let me know I am still alive! I’ll budget for the Moscato and have it another night, I feel a Bunko girls night is coming up soon anyway.