"You can afford it."


The ONLY person who should ever say that to you is your accountant and then only if you've specifically asked.


It infuriates me when I comment that a restaurant or a piece of clothing is expensive and someone tells me that I can afford it.  How the hell would they know and what business of theirs is it anyway?


How I choose to spend my money and what I choose to consider expensive is up to me and no one else.


The fact that paying for something is not going to mean I go without groceries does not mean that a restaurant does not have prices higher than I wish to pay or that an article of clothing is to me worth the price asked for it.


I often think friends are spending money very foolishly.   Maybe you need to have been really short of cash at least during one period in your life to appreciate having enough now and not want to waste it.


I also don't like to eat in very expensive restaurants or shop in very expensive clothing stores because I don't like to do anything that encourages them to continue to exist.   There is such inequality in the world and I don't want to be one of the people who consumes unnecessarily or excessively.

Interesting how,


"I don't deserve the friends I have,"


has two totally different meanings.

"A world into which he increasingly did not fit".


That's a quote from someone but I can't remember whom and I got no hits when I searched on Google.  


Anyway, that's how I find myself feeling a lot lately.


Particularly after dealing with people.


Part of getting old I guess.

Anymore when I see a commercial where someone is nattering on about hair colour or makeup or hair replacement or designer clothing or crap for the home I just get such an urge to scream at them to shut their stupid vacuous mouths.

I really am getting old.


When I watch a DVD,

I fast forward through the sex scenes.

Often when I read serious novels I find I don't understand at all why the characters do what they do or what they are carrying on about in their angst-filled inner dialogues.  Or even in their dialogues with other characters.


Perhaps I'm reading these novels in the first place because I'm trying to understand the same thing about real people.


I generally like the time I spend with close friends but I'm usually somewhat relieved when it's over and I can be on my own again.

It's happened again.


I bought something and it is wearable but just slightly too large so I decided to risk ignoring the cold wash / warm dryer instructions and run it thought the machines with hot water and full heat dry.


Not a sign of shrinkage.


Now.
If it had been just slightly small and I didn't want it too shrink at all I'm sure a cold water wash and hang dry would have resulted in shrinkage beyond usability.


Just the way the universe works I guess.