Happy Friday 13th! Now, my Friday Martini Time post.
A recent NYT article, But Will It Make You Happy? notes that, “The latest round of research [about happiness], for lack of a better term, all about emotional efficiency: how to reap the most happiness for your dollar.”
The article goes on to note that people WILL (and continue to) spend on experiences that make them feel good. (Indeed. This is why I keep postponing hardwood floors and kitchen renovation. I’d rather travel.) The article also notes that Apple seems to be the only retailer that gets this. (Yep. See my umbrella post from earlier this week.)
I’ll never get my possessions down to just 100; I really can’t give up toilet paper; and I can’t live on 50% of what I earn (since as a indie consultant that can vary dramatically from year to year.) I can, however, keep working on simplifying, reducing, reusing…and generally removing stress and clutter (real and virtual) from my life.
I’ll continue to drive my 10-year-old (long paid for) jeep with the cracked windshield until it’s a No. Va. (Sure, I won’t impress any valets…but then I don’t go anywhere with valet parking.)
And, then there’s also…
No Tee-Vee Service. I canceled my DirectTV service. Of course, I had a brief panic spasm when I realized this meant I’d miss the real time season premieres of Sons of Anarchy and Supernatural! But, I’ll live (and can watch later online). I’ve got piles of DVDs, can get many more from the library, and, old-timer that I am, I rediscovered my videos and VCR, all of which work fine, after years of gathering dust. I’m watching less and enjoying it more. (Kicking that channel surfing addiction cold turkey.) I also immediately put the equivalent of 12 months of DirectTV in my savings account. Not a fortune, but a considerable sum to spend on experiences with friends, like day trips and good dinners.
Instead of one, buy none. I’m a museum junkie (Ohhh, postcards! Reproductions! Posters! Catalogues! Books!) and I love unusual handcrafted things. But, over time (and thanks to downsizing my house, I don’t want to end up on Hoarders...) I’ve learned to be just as happy looking as owning. Certainly, I still buy here and there, but only if I really, really want the item. But, I’m under no illusion I actually need another painting, book, or tchotke.
Pay-as-you-go cell phone. Yep, me, drug dealers and spies…;-) I don’t travel that much. I have both an iPad and a MacBook. I’m not a brain surgeon on call. My friends aren’t panting to know every single thing I’m doing right now (Are you as sick as I am of the people in supermarkets mindlessly wheeling their carts around while they have some inane conversation at the top of their lungs…while their kids are screaming for attention at the top of their lungs? Really, who needs to know I’m buying bread? I also like knowing what’s going on around me. Heck, I even acknowledge the checkout clerk is a human being.)
If I accidentally drop kick the no-glitz phone across a parking lot and it breaks, no great loss, either financially or emotionally. (I did the drop kick thing, it still works.)
…and no, you can’t have the number.
Now, I’m clocking off, getting in my old Jeep, stopping by the library to pick up some (free) DVDs I reserved, then using my $5.00 off coupon at Flying Star to eat local…and then shop local (for things I really need, like vodka, at the locally-owned liquor store.)
Read More: Aaron Greenspan, Why I Don’t Have a Cell Phone
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