Cheesy Advice

This week I bought some very expensive cheese.  I didn’t need it.  I wasn’t hungry.  I was just trying to kill a little time in between meetings.  The only thing open that early in the morning was a grocery store, and so to amuse myself, I walked the aisles of this unfamiliar place. 

What a beautiful cheese selection!  It would be hours before I was home to my refrigerator… but a little bit of boredom, a little bit of excitement at the name of this cheese, a little extra money in my mochila… so I did it!

And the cheese is delicious.  I had a slice the first night, then another with my coffee the next morning.  It’s ginger and mango in white stilton.  It’s like having a slice of amazing cheese cake. 

Gary asked what it cost, and when I told him I thought it was about eight dollars (because, honestly, I can never remember prices), we laughed at the silliness of it all.  I would NEVER order an eight dollar slice of cheese cake for dessert, but I’d just spent that much on a little wedge of cheese about that size.

All this to rant and rave.  I don’t judge myself too harshly on this kind of spending.  It is a once-in-a-blue-moon occurrence.  I’m terribly frugal.  I have enough money to purchase every single block of cheese in a display… but I don’t.  I save it for a day when I really need cheese.  I buy regular ol’ cheddar all the time.  And I would never, never, never run up a credit card, purchasing unnecessary gouda.

People! We have to get a grip!  This business of America and Americans being in deep Velveeta while spending more, more, more on things we don’t need… it’s got to stop.  I beg of us all to live within our means.    Enough is enough on spreading ourselves too thin!


3 Responses to “Cheesy Advice”

  1. Cheryl says:

    Good, good advice. In the past we have climbed our way out of fairly big credit card debt. NEVER again. The cheese sounds amazing. I will sometimes buy something like that just for the experience. As for $8 desserts…if one gets a dessert in most nice places around here they are close to that price and sometimes more. I’ll admit I’ve bought a few…hard to believe. It’s also interesting how as we get older and things cost more that sometimes we get numb to these ridiculous prices. It really makes me angry to listen to some children when they want something when they say, “It only costs $5.” (or 10 or whatever it is). But it is a little easier to understand when they don’t really understand what it takes to earn that amount of money. But adults should understand!! Yes, we just turned down the opportunity to see Yo-yo Ma and John Williams together with The Houston Symphony…lowest ticket price $175. Just can’t think of anyone I’d want to pay that much to see for an hour. Well…maybe a neat person like you.HA!

  2. Betty Williamson says:

    Seems like a no-brainer, doesn’t it? Aaugh.

  3. rg the east side neighbor says:

    Read your rant.
    I agree … need is not want. Though I suppose that want in a certain context trumps need. Still, getting a grip is good advice. The whole situation we face as individuals, communities, all the way to nation …

    Reminds me of a preacher man who asked a congregation what they were going to spend their money on. He let them talk about this and that … all focused on what they thought the local congregation ‘needed’ and they came up with some doozies.

    Finally, he stopped them and pointed out that everything they had mentioned focused on them and their church. He then asked about such issues as hunger, malnutrition right there in their own town … about homelessness … and other issues.

    He then concluded that what they should do was carpet the walls … that way with the blinders they had on for the plight of others, they wouldn’t bang their heads on the walls.

    Two weeks later the deacons met … he was asked to leave.

    Says something …

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