Naturally, the day I had slated for this task was a day I totally felt like spending some money. But I stuck to the plan. Basically, I avoided any commercial opportunities by staying home with Sydney and cleaning the house. Not my usual "pick up the clutter and the kids crap" (I mean toys) - it was a mop the floors and scrub, scrub, scrub clean. Long overdue.
And the mop broke. And did I race out to Tar-jay to buy another one? Nope. I just used a sponge for the hardwoods. Not the most fun I've ever had, but it was satisfying to get 'er done.
I totally spend too much money. Let me re-phrase that, Jeff and I spend way too much money. On silly stuff that is unnecessary to our happiness, really. The reality of the upcoming tax season and the fact that we have to pay this year is just rather sucky. But I get it. And I feel lucky that we are where we are financially. But, it does make me mindful of "where does all that money go"...
So, I'm going to keep a better fiscal eye on things around here. The night before this challenge I happened upon the section of the book in "The Happiness Project" where Gretchen Rubin tackles the myth of money. She concludes it can "contribute" to happiness if you are mindful about how you spend it. (Nothing earth shattering, I know, but in the context of the other parts of her book, it's great!) I absolutely agree with her. There's nothing wrong with money, it's the execution of how that money is used. What's the end purpose? Is it a temporary fix for some other issue, to make you feel better? Are you using it better yourself or help someone out? Are you using it to create memories? My goal is to be more mindful (and honest) about answering those kind of questions.
I'm finding it more and more peculiar how much this book correlates with my 40 day challenge. So many of the themes I am reading about are ones I wanted to delve into. And I really did not know much about that book before deciding to read it. I love it when life/fate/God reveals just what you need at the time you need it.
Amazing stuff, really.
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