tirsdag, marts 25, 2008

The value of money

So, now, thanks to this podcast, I now understand why I, generally not a big spender, am so willing to fork out big money on baby things. Because it makes me happy. Yes, apparently, money can't buy happiness...unless it's money spent on someone else.

And it's true...I find myself gazing upon all my purchases, organizing them neatly in various places in the apartment, with what can only be described as joy. Yes, this is about nesting more than anything, but if I hadn't spent the money on someone else, then I wouldn't have any nesting material, now would I? It will be even more exciting to see the items actually being used.

*Photo: Not having any photos of anything that I've bought for the baby, I'm revisiting her clothing collection. Everything in this photo was a gift from some person or group of people. Who are all presumably happier as a result of their baby clothing purchases.*

7 kommentarer:

Chibithulhu sagde ...

money is just a convenient unit of exchange, next notch up from a barter system. it buys Stuff. Stuff, artfully arranged or lovingly consumed, can induce happiness under the proper circumstances. for example: money buys Comic Books. Comic books are not happiness. spending saturday lounging in my favorite chair reading comic books as I sip my morning coffee? that is beyond happiness, well into the realms of Slack. did Money make some of it possible? yeah. money bought me the coffee, the comics, and, going far enough back, the chair.

it's not the money that makes the happiness though. it's A)the proper arrangement of raw materials and B) the insight to know which materials and which arrangements thereof will produce maximum and/or recurring happiness so i can best devise how to spend my money.

EKinDK sagde ...

I know SO well what you're talking about. It's every 2 or 3 days I find myself just unfolding and cooing over these teensy little outfits, something I've never found interesting until now. I feel like I'm about to start playing one long game of dolly dress-up...

jdbauer sagde ...

Nothing made me happier than picking out my eldest daughter's first outfit. I found the smallest thing I could find because she was only around 4 lbs, and it smelled like cigarette smoke because the woman who runs the store on Østerbrogade is a chain smoker. And the store is tiny.
Money spent on trips, my iMac, great music, presents and excellent food is money spent on pieces of the happiness puzzle. What a cheesy ass metaphor. But still.

jdbauer sagde ...

Oh perhaps I should have mentioned that she was 3 weeks early so we weren't that prepared.

kimananda sagde ...

Chibi, that is a good point, it's not the money itself, but how you use set it up and use it. I like that idea.

EK, I've always thought baby clothes were cute, but never like now. It's also the thought that my kid will be using those clothes, which adds to the effect.

Jonathan, I'm amazed that we are so prepared. Which isn't to say that we're prepared, but we're well on the way. If it were up to me, the poor child would just have diapers and nothing else.

Devil Mood sagde ...

Thank God for baby and needing to get her so many new things - everyone is happy now :)

Yes, I find that spending money on me makes me feel guilty whereas if it's spent on someone else it doesn't.

kimananda sagde ...

Yep, that's exactly it. Which makes getting stuff I need absolute torture, but buying, for example birthday presents, really a luxurious event!