Same old, same old.

Nothing new or exciting happening today, unless you want to count that I had to drive my husband to the car dealership to pick up his car this morning. I think Life in Debt is a goner. He hasn't posted in over a month and I think all his philandering ways have finally caught up with him. So let his propensity for making really bad choices serve as a cautionary tale to those of you who might follow in his sorry footsteps, which wouldn't be difficult given modern pressures to have more than you can afford and to look for immediate gratification.

Hold on, I've got to go check on my mac & cheese. BRB.

K, I'm back. Now what was I talking about? Oh right, bad choices. This is actually something I wonder about a lot , and I'm fascinated by people who never seem able to do the right thing, Of course, "the right thing" is a subjective concept, but I think most of us know it when we see it. Just like pornography. What compels people to go against the most logical course of action and pick the path that only fulfills the most superficial need? Admittedly, I tend to be a little too practical in my decision making. Sometimes to the point that I wonder if I know how to have fun. I enjoy fun and nice things, but if I can make due with what I have, it never seems wise to blow a load on something that just satisfies an aesthetic desire. I'm talking specifically about cars. I drive a Honda station wagon. It's not fancy, but it gets me where I need to get. In general, I don't think a lot about cars, but there are cars out there now loaded out the ying-yang with stuff to fool you into thinking you're driving around town in your living room. It would be nice to have a car like that, but paying $700 a month to have a car like that isn't nice. But sometimes I do get sick of making the decisions I'm supposed to make--the right decisions. I wish I could be bad sometimes. I wish I could not care about the consequences and only think about the moment. It's not often I think like that, but sometimes I do.