Wanting things

The house looked immaculate. I liked that it looked big enough to hold two football teams, had a huge garage, and a beautiful gate. I liked too that it was right on the bay. Of course, I liked the huge boat tied tight to the dock and the speedy sports car parked out front. I looked the house over closely as I drove by for the third time. I would have driven by a fourth or even fifth time if I wasn’t worried about the owner calling the police and accusing me of being a stalker.

We were in Florida around Christmas for a work trip, and we went for a long, relaxing drive. (My wife had fallen the day before breaking her hand so we were looking for something to entertain us and would keep her hand still in one position. Going for a long drive fit the bill.) I couldn’t help but ooh and ahh at some of the beautiful homes. The homes were easy to fall in love with and dream. This one especially caught my eye.

The more I drove though I noticed another house and another one. Each one looked prettier than the previous one. I imagined my wife and I living in Palm Beach, Delray Beach, Naples or any of the beautiful towns along the beach. I imagined what it would be to like to live in the master bedroom in one of the houses. I imagined us having holiday parties and family get togethers. I saw the family taking the boat out on the bay on weekends and living on Easy Street.

When we got back to the hotel, where we were staying, I finally stopped and thought about it and felt like slapping myself in the face. I needed a wake-up call.

I had gone from wishful thinking to falling prey to the Green-Eyed Monster of Jealousy, Hatred, and Envy. I had fallen for his treacherous tempting. The questions I should’ve been asking myself were simple: Did we need a bigger house? Did we need a boat? Did I even know anything about boating? Did I need a fancy new sports care that would cause me more worry than happiness?

The answers, of course, were all “no.”

I had everything I needed: I had my family, I had my loved ones, I had food and shelter. We were all relatively healthy, outside of my wife’s wrist. I had a job.

Yes, we may move somewhere down the road, but we’ll move because it works for us, not because of some green-eyed, two-faced, monster.

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  1. I suspect most people can relate to this Brian. It’s nice to dream, and look at nice things. I live in a 2 bedroomed flat and dream of a nice house, with my own front and back door. But is it the green eyed monster to wish for better – to dream? When does something switch from daydreaming to something more pernicious? To me, what you were describing didn’t sound more than very strong wishful thinking. We all need our daydreams sometimes

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    1. Thanks Brenda, you’re giving me too much credit. I agree with you that wanting more is a natural part of life. I took it to extremes … I probably didn’t explain it the best, but there was a good amount of envy and jealousy of others good fortune. But I definitely agree with you that we all need our daydreams. Thanks so much for commenting!

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  2. I agree with our friend Brenda! It’s good to dream and I think looking at beautiful homes, scenery always provides some level of inspiration to tidy up, spiff up what I already have. One of my best friends is a talented interior designer and we joke that we ‘shop each other’s houses’ when we visit — moving things around from room to room – providing a fresh look – at zero cost. I love those tricks. Sometimes my eyes just need to see things anew so I can appreciate what I already have. Keep dreaming, Brian! And if you ever find yourself on a boat for an evening sunset cruise, give me a call. I’ll bring the snacks! 😉😊😉

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    1. Oh I’ll never stop dreamin Vicki, it’s too much of who I am. I just don’t like the valuing things over relationships and things that matter that I sometimes need to watch. When I was younger too, I had to watch too about worrying about $$$ … a carryover from not having any! Thank you though for believing in the best of me. I really appreciate that! And oh yea, when I get that boat, I’ll be shouting from the mountain top, mainly because I’ll need someone to teach me what to do!!!!!

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  3. I think society has trained us to always want ‘more’ – the next best thing, the newest Apple phone, etc. I’d like better housing than the very old apartment in which I live, with a few more luxuries (a dishwasher, in-home laundry, central air instead of window units) but I can make do with what I have and often remind myself of those so much less fortunate than I am. I don’t tend to compare myself to others who have more, but to others who have less. It’s a great attitude!

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  4. I think you’re a normal human Brian. I drive by Victorians and Craftsmen style homes in our many historic districts and can so easily picture myself owning and living in one! Dreaming allows us to think about goals, but yes it can also highlight true needs versus unrealistic wants. Now had you stopped at a realtors office before going to the hotel and put down your life savings on one of those mansions…that would be a completely different story.

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  5. Brian, your piece reminds me of that adage, “Dangling the carrot in front of your face.” 🐰🥕🐰 All of us have fallen into that dreadful pit of imagining what could be if we had something that looked so incredibly fabulous but wasn’t realistically attainable. I too have strayed to the edge of “Yeah, right!” But my friend, I simply love how you have slapped yourself back to reality (as most of us have done) and summed this up ideally, “Yes, we may move somewhere down the road, but we’ll move because it works for us, not because of some green-eyed, two-faced, monster.” THE END! 🤗💖🌞🏡😍✨😘

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    1. Thanks Kym, good to know I’m not alone. It’s definitely something I’ve had to manage over the years. I think it has to do with “not having” as a kid and as an adult focusing too much on $$$. I just have to remind myself of what’s important in life! It’s certainly not things!

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      1. Oh my goodness Brian, I agree with you 100%. You know, society has conditioned us into believing that more is better, but the older I get, I find that simple pleasures are the best. We grow up don’t we? 😊 Besides, having a huge house comes with the responsibility of keeping it clean and in order. That is way too much pressure my friend. 😜

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  6. Brian you’re a smart man! Good job bringing yourself back, that’s so hard for many to do. You truly do have it all and who needs a boat. That’s more money out the window and insurance for it is ridiculous. The funny thing is people with boats always want a bigger boat..it never stops!

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  7. I had a house very similar to that Brian and it was in Florida, but it was all on one level. What people don’t realize is it may look like Easy Street, but it’s not. The time and money you have to pour into that house, boat and European cars is insane. It takes a ton of upkeep and I found I was so busy taking care of what we bought, I didn’t have time to enjoy the life that was given to me. 😊

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    1. Yes, I know the upkeep is high. Could be lots of debt too. Sometimes I just remember how it was to not have and start to spiral, it’s best to remember how I’m blessed and pull myself back up. Thanks so much for sharing Barb, it’s helpful to see it from the other side!

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      1. There’s companies that will happily help with the upkeep such as lawncare, landscaper, swimming pool maintenance, and specialized mechanics to name a few. It began feeling like we worked to pay them. 😂 Heaven forbid something randomly broke! That just added to the debt already in place.

        I wish I could say we learned from having that house, but no we moved to Texas and did it all again. That’s when everything broke except the house. When we have so much that money cannot buy we are truly blessed. 🙏

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  8. I used to live in a funky, eclectic neighborhood that drew both well heeled folks the not-so-well-off. I fell into the latter category, On daily walks, I often found myself feeling angry, bitter, and judgmental about all of those “rich” folks with their vacation homes and enough money to come and go as they pleased, while I had to go slave away every day just to pay my small bills. Then I had an epiphany and realized that I was the rich one! I was the one who lived in fabulous little corner of the world. I didn’t have to run myself ragged just to pay the bills. I didn’t have to pack up the car and drive to my second home—and oh yes—deal with expensive maintenance issues. Au contraire—I could enjoy a simple, uncomplicated little life and relax in knowing that I was the lucky one. There are just some things that money cannot buy. Peace of mind is one of them. There’s nothing that beats growing where you’re planted!

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    1. Your story reminded me of a job I had a few years ago. I had to walk past these fancy sports cars and sedans to get into our building. I cursed all the people who were making so much more than me. Finally, I looked around and saw how unhappy and angry they were. I changed my tune! Thanks for sharing Julia, appreciate it!

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