Normally when one thinks of greed, bankers and CEOs with inflated salaries come to mind.
But I am greedy. Not for money, but for the experiences I can cram into the day.
When I wake I want to:
- Watch Télémartin
- The news on CNN, BBC, France24, I24, Al Jazeera,
- Stay in bed and read while sipping tea that my lovely husband has brought me
- Have my husband beside me also reading or...
I want to be in Argelès yet step out the door for lunch at Mikado with my former housemate...the problem? It's eight hours travel time away.
I want to be able to:
- Write emails
- Check news sites
- Play games
- Check out FB
- Post photos
- Write blogs
- Work on my novel
- Market my novels
And at the same time I am on the computer I want to
- Sit at the local cafés in the sun
- Chat with friends
- Take a walk to the beach (ASM)
- Take a walk to the lake (Geneva)
- Take a walk in the woods (ASM and Geneva)
- Investigate something and or some place
- Go on Photo Safari
Now it is easy to see why I am so greedy. I have all these wonderful alternatives every minute of every day. It involves selection and the ability to concentrate on what I'm doing not what I'm not doing.
I'm not asking for sympathy. It would be a wasted exercise. I live in two wonderful places with a wonderful husband with wonderful choices.
The bankers can keep their money. I have experiences that tell me I'm alive every second.