His homework lay barely begun on the table before him. He sat, tapping his pencil on the edge of his glass, eyes closed to focus on the melody he was tapping out.
It’s not like he would ever use the word cruciferous again anyway.
The homework my counselor gave me this week is to list what I would want if money were no object.
I have a problem saying I want things. When I think I might want something, I have to decide if I actually need it. Of course, the answer is usually no. New shoes? No. New book? No. Nail polish? No. Ice cream? No.
This is not to say I don’t impulse buy, but I much prefer to impulse buy at dollar stores or thrift shops. And if whatever it is costs more than two dollars, I stop and really think about the purchase.
I would rather save the money I would spend on something I don’t need, in case something comes up that I do need.
I should be sitting on piles of money, right?
But the real needs always do seem to come up. We’re always having to fix or replace stuff.
Even when the powerball jackpot gets way up there, and we drive past the billboard promising millions of dollars, I don’t get too extravagant. A nice house, but not too big. A nice used car, because I’d be too paranoid in a brand spanking new one.
I just don’t want things. I already have everything I honestly need, and I can’t justify any more.
But this is my homework, so here’s what I want:
There. Plenty of things, and plenty of dreams. If I had to pick one, it’d be the doctor. If I had to pick one thing, it’d be arcade DDR. I love me some Dance Dance Revolution!
I’ll even throw in some positive affirmations. I’m really good at DDR. I can make anything they make on Food Network without a food processor. I’m getting better at Angry Birds. And I usually do my homework.
What would you want if you could have anything?