posted on Nov, 10 2010 @ 10:03 PM
No, it's not wrong, IMO. How could it be? What are we here for...... why should we toil day in and day out for someone else's coffers?
For the most part, it seems to me that we work our tails off for that golden dream time, when we can theoretically "retire" and enjoy the fruits of
our labors.
I've thought more recently, now that I've crossed 50....... what does retirement mean? What would we do? I don't care to travel (not that we
could afford to anyway) -- there is so much to discover right on my own turf. I'm not happy at ALL with the idea of sitting on a porch rocking,
watching the world pass by. I don't see myself doing anything differently, except as old age continues to truncate those things I'm able to do.
I think there is a chance for us all, a chance to find a happy medium. To live our lives and find meaning and laughter and enjoyment while still
paying the bills.
I grew up on a ranch a few miles away from town. That was hard work, twilight to sundown, but it was also filled with discovery and the miracle of
[animal] birth, and fishing and hunting and gardening. Yes, there were mundane tasks, but there is also a certain joy in that, as we grow older.
You know how I spend about 20% of my "free" time these days? I weed. I pull weeds, remove pest trees and build deep beds for our ever-expanding
garden. It doesn't make money. The garden will never make money, but it has riches beyond that.
The key for my Bride and I was the desire to learn to live simply. Neither one of us have ever bought a new auto in our lives. No shame to
having a new car, it's just not our "thing". The best thing we ever did was to bow out of the illusion of the perfect life -- the endless
do-loop of consumerism and competition that we were in -- and move to a quiet place where the possibility of making big bucks was almost nil. The
first year was lean, but also joyful. It was starting from scratch, almost, but more on our own terms.
Yes, we still have bills, and still buy produce, and meat and all the accoutrements of a stable life, but in the years since we moved, we've lost the
desire for the shiny things (well........ most of them).
I'm glad I spent two years out of high school just bumming around. I'm equally glad I eased back into the rat race. I think it's SO very much
harder for those who have children....... I can't even imagine, even though most of our friends have kids. They give up something, but what
they've gained seems to be so much more. I don't regret choosing to not have kids, but I can see how wealthy with family and support some are.
Others are not so fortunate.
To the OP......... no, I don't think it's wrong or a flaw in your character or sign of laziness to have these questions. I think it's part of
the human condition, and probably has existed in all civilizations since the dawn of human history. (there HAS to be more to life than just herding
these damn goats, etc.)
I suppose it helps to have goals that are reasonable and attainable. I never wanted to be rich or famous (good thing!) I wanted to be happy and
fulfilled. I never want to stop learning. I don't want to die with regrets. My goals at age 20 were unreasonable -- at least for the man I am
today.
I think early TV created an alternate reality that some of us started to believe, even knowing that those old shows were fiction. Life isn't like
that. There are hardships and terrors and anger and hurt and resentment. Hopefully we are able to create the balance eventually that answers in
part the question: "What am I doing this for??"