Reflections of This Home

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Next month, I'll be in my current home 29 years. This is the longest that I have lived in one spot in my entire life. And I wasn't planning on being here this long. But this is the first house that I bought and I've been held hostage by the mortgage payments ever since.

As I look about the house I remember how bare was I didn't have much in the way of home furniture. The bed was a papason cushion. Towels were pinned as drapes to cover the windows. Milk crates served as both table and chair. Thirty years later, I may not be living the life of Riley. But I am much more comfortable than those days.

"Second Hand Table" Quality of Life

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I think that I'm a simple man - not a simpleton, just someone who doesn't get excited about having to be a part of the latest fashion trend. By the same token, I might be at the other extreme by not caring enough. For several years now, I've practiced making do without and with what I have. Practiced? I think I've got it perfected! Take my furnishing for example. For a computer desk, I have the wooden cabinet shell of 60's era floor model TV. It's sturdy. Roomy enough that nothing falls off. I'm happy.

While my girlfriend appreciates my Thoreau-like existence, she has taste and class (yet she still loves me. Go figure). She would prefer that I upgrade my lifestyle from wooden stumps and card tables to better arrangements, something stylish like Powell furniture. I don't know. With her help, maybe I can cultivate a more prosperous mentality. I thought I was rich already by having her in my life.