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Spending Money Away

"Money talks, nobody walks."

Who wants to to know? Everyone. But who wants to talk about it? No one. Even in a business magazine, money is seldom mentioned. Value is mentioned. Profits are mentioned. Savings. Even compensation. Rarely money. Which is no surprise. Ask someone about his sex life and you might get an answer. Ask someone about his salary and, dollars to doughnuts, you'll get an icy stare.

Money is a singular thing. It ranks with love as man's greatest source of joy. And with death as his greatest source of anxiety. With money in your pocket, you are wise, and you are handsome, and you sing well too.They say money can't buy happiness, but it can facilitate it. Money is a stupid measure of achievement, but unfortunately it is the only universal measure we have. It translates work (what you do) into value (what you're paid). It is a short story that speaks of success (or the lack thereof), accomplishment and ambition. It is a vehicle that transfers the energy of one person's work to another, as when you write a check (your work) to your plumber for his work. Money is a diary that contains a record of your luck, time and effort. It is a database you carry in your wallet.

Last week, I received a bonus from my client. It's not a big sum of money but it's the biggest I have ever since I was employed in my current job. My first "reflex" was to save the money in a bank and spend some of it in shopping. Unfortunately just like what my boyfriend had always predicted, I lived like a millionaire for a day. I spent so much on shopping for clothes, shoes, bags and more.

My sister and I spent the holy week with my boyfriend. Naturally, I paid all our expenses (food, etc) for I want to share my blessing with others. And now, I only have enough to spend until the next payday comes.

Gone was the idea of savings in the bank...plan for Boracay outing was also gone...my money was gone..tossed by the wind and resulting me to sigh..

I guess I'll have to sing with The Beatles: "Money can't buy me love". My only consolacion was I have been happy for a week not only for the new things I acquired with it but also for the quality time spent with my boyfriend and my sister. You can see stars in their eyes when we dined in fine seafood restaurants..hehehe
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