Stay in school---> Kinda sorta did that. Had to go back as a 'mature student'
Graduate------> After burning mountains of rotten wood and garbage in my cranium...Check!
Get married before you have kids----> A shot gun was involved, but...Check!
Stay married-----> We had some close scrapes but - thank God...Check!
Live within your means----> We are frugalists by nature, so Check!
Save for what's important---> Define 'important'? Check, kinda-sorta.
Make prudent preparations for tougher times ----> We are probably better prepped than most. Check
Don't play stupid games; don't win stupid prizes---> X To be fair I got dragged into some head games.
Much like my role model and hero over at the Treehouse (Uncle Bob) used to say: I am not a rich man... but by the grace of God Almighty... I am free. And I fully intend to stay that way for the rest of my days until I am called home. I remember my young daughter after she graduated from an arts college giving me the finger and telling me my life was a dreary write-off, and she had no intentions of making the mistakes I did. I think she and her creepy love partner had visions of galloping off and finding a job making six figures a year and thumbing their nose at me from the fast lane... Now she's in her early 30's, with adulthood and reality beating down the door...and nothing ahead in life except that of the gay artiste. She's still renting, has no car, and I don't see how she could have any savings but whadda I know? I think those two are in for a rocky road as they age … but again, whadda I know? Not my problem! As I get older I appreciate 'boring' more and more, HAR HAR HAR!!!
The Warrior Poet advocates something new and intriguing: Essentialism. Being a frugalist as I am is very different from being a disciplined and focused Essentialist like he is. Essentialism seems to rhyme with Stoicism or at least compliment it … and those are philosophies that I could really embrace... if I had some character, gumption and will power. I don't think I have ever met a true Stoic, myself. There are times when I can impersonate one for awhile... but eventually my guard goes down, or I lose my focus and chit starts to get under my skin when I shouldn't let it. Being a good Stoic is as hard as being a good Christian and no bones about it! And yannow… the worse things get, the more you need the resilience these philosophies promote.
This is not about eating chit and calling it ice cream.
This is about handling adversity.
There are times I can almost do it.
I will never be a true Stoic... but there are bits and pieces that are slowly falling into place. I will probably do like Uncle Bob did - by the time I get it all figured out I will keel over and croak before I can pass my scholarly thoughts on to the younger and more foolish generation! HAR HAR HAR! I wish Bob was around today. What would he make of the shenanigans going on these days?
It's not that simple, Marcus.
Or... is it?
Have a good Saturday.