OK, I want to put a disclaimer out there before you start reading this. I'm in a thoughtful mood so I'm sorry if some of this stuff makes you want to gag.
Erin and I have been talking lately about how it seems that for some time, because of the strain that preparing my thesis has been, I/we seem to put satisfaction and peace as something we will achieve down the road. "I can't wait to get this damn thing done so I can start enjoying my life again." I've been thinking about a lot of hypothetical requirements for my satisfaction. A lot of it is money related.
Tonight instead of running out to rent a video or going someplace to eat (all good things); I cooked a good meal, sat in the bathtub and read (before you laugh, my legs have been really sore), and then brought some work into my living room, put on some jazz and leisurely got about my business (thesis). I was stuck as I sat there by how simple what I had done was, and how completely relaxed I felt doing it.
I started thinking about our convenience/entertainment devices that are so hard to live without and realized that, at least for me, they control me to a large degree. I impulsively check my email while I'm working, I instinctively scan amazon.com for "deals" of things that I somehow am convinced that I need. The way I looked at it tonight made me feel like I have voluntarily plugged myself into a commercial for a hundred things that seem like I must have them. I have a lot of these things now, and I know they don't really bring me that much satisfaction. For example, I was looking at an Xbox 360. I have a playstation that I maybe play once a month, and when I do play it I often feel like I just wasted some time that could have been spent doing something else. It's crazy. I bought a $200 phone because I was so impressed with all of its features, but it does the same thing for me that a $50 phone would have done. I could go on. Advertisers are smart, and they have a hook for every person's Achilles’ heel out there.
I guess I'm saying that these things are fine and good, but I want to be aware of the difference between these things serving me and me serving them (or the pocketbook of the people that sell them to me). Sorry if my little diatribe about consumerism has been annoying. My control and awareness of this stuff swings back and forth like a pendulum. I just felt like putting my thoughts down. I'm going to go watch the Nuggets/Jazz game now.
:)
P.S. I really enjoyed ready everyone's comments about the things that comfort them and make them feel like things are right in the world. I sounds like you all have a better handle on this than I do.