Every day, I get up out of bed and grab a cup of coffee to try to kick start my sleepy brain. I jump into the shower to wash off the previous day’s ick. I brush my teeth (violently, my wife would say), slap on deodorant and well, you get the picture here. I do all of that so I can go to work looking somewhat presentable and like a man that knows good hygiene. And then I’m off.
Don’t get me wrong, I do like to work. It makes me feel good and like I am contributing to society, not to mention, to the wellbeing of my family. But really, I work for stuff. More correctly said, I work for money that pays for all our stuff. Our house, our cars, groceries, bills, dinners, t-ball, all the way down to Redbox movies on the weekend. Stuff. If I didn’t need to pay for all that stuff, I wouldn’t be getting out of bed and performing the same dull ritual of getting ready for work every day so I can leave my family to go do something I’d rather not be doing.
What I am explaining here is happening to millions of people all over the world. People getting money to pay for stuff and working hard to get more money to get what? More stuff. And bigger stuffs and better stuffs. A bigger house, a better car. And of course, a better car than Rick in Sales. And the lawn, look at that lawn! A veritable carpet of pristine green lusciousness. By far the absolute best looking lawn in the neighborhood!