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Losing My Perspective

REM sings it so well:

"Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it…"

–  From "Losing My Religion" by REM

If we change the song lyrics to “Losing My Perspective” I think you might have my theme song.  And I am not so happy about it.

During a conversation highlighted in a recent rant, somehow the type of cars we drive came up.  I always speak a bit derogatory about mine, as if it is nothing to write home about, because it is a (shhh-hh) mini-van.  There I said it, those two little words I hate to say. I have NEVER identified with being the mini-van type of mom, never particularly wanted a mini-van, or to be honest ever thought I would be driving one.  But here I am.  Be careful what you say “NEVER” to. 

In fairness, may I just say on behalf of the mini-van, the …

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Pet Peeves or Sour Grapes?

Ever had an innocent discussion turn into a full-blown rant? This happened to me while my in-laws were visiting and while on my soapbox, this Zen Mama Wannabe discovered a major pet peeve:  perks for high level corporate America the rich at the expense of all the rest of us the poor.  More specifically, I got worked up about frequent flyer miles and corporations buying the best seats at professional baseball games.  I know – you are worried about me already, but let me explain.

I am all for frequent flyer miles.  I got a credit card with a horribly high interest rate just because it offered frequent flyer miles for every dollar I spent.  I have earned and used two “free” round-trip airline tickets through this card and have the points accumulated for two more.  Not that I see a trip in our future with our expenses running so high lately (I’m definitely feeling poor these days) but hey …

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Are You Feeling Rich or Feeling Poor?

Are you feeling rich today – or feeling poor?   That was the question my husband asked my mother as she tried to decide whether or not to replace her huge monster of a TV with a slim LCD one that can hang out of the way on the wall.  Her studio apartment at the retirement home is only so big, and her current 10-year-old television set looms out into the room like a big black eyesore.  She hates it and keeps contemplating getting one of these newfangled ones, but of course there is that one little thing holding her back:  the price tag. 

Ah yes, the price tag.  That tiny rectangle with SKU lines all over it that keeps us from snatching up all that we desire.  There is in all of us that invisible number, set at our comfort level, that tells us whether or not the item we want is coming home with us; deal or no …

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