Today’s prompt is all about luxury. Luxury is defined as a state of great comfort and extravagant living. The synonyms include opulence, lavishness, the lap of luxury, a bed of roses, along with a few others. I however think that most of the time we’re talking about a blessing rather than luxury.
I knew it, I knew it, I knew it. I knew that the money somehow has to do with the luxury. Really, how can you live extravagantly in a great comfort if you can’t pay for it?
So wealth comes first. This again is relative and highly subjective. Wealth means having lots of money or assets or both. However should one loses their assets or money, they come back at the square one or at least close to it. Then again, what is “lots”? Does that mean just enough or more than enough?
According to CNBC, everyone has their own definition of wealthy. Some say it in the terms of millions of dollars, while the others insist on comparison definitions, such as making more than your brother-in-law. Still others define wealth as not having to work or having strong relationships with family and friends.
The latter sounds to me more like being financially comfortable. This is where I am at right now. I am happily living on a budget and keep a close eye on my spending. I don’t have any bills partially for the reason that I can’t afford them. My income is considered low even by Uncle Sam’s standards yet I can manage which is a blessing. Nonetheless, I am nowhere close to being wealthy.
In terms of not having to work, I wish I could. I however am 65 and on disability so my chances of ever finding a job are next to none. I am blessed with having a good relationship with my family and friends, but again, I am not wealthy.
On to the comfort part. I own a condo that might seem luxurious to some yet another way around to the others. It’s a tiny place of 300 square feet; a room where I live is all of 15 x 13 feet. Am not sure how to call it, it’s not quite a bedroom yet not a living room either but somewhere in between. Sometimes I wish that I had a front porch on which to sit on a bench swing… this seems luxurious to me. But don’t get me wrong, I am fine where I am at. I just traded my old blue car for a 2002 VW Beetle and love it. Both of these contribute to my comfort a big deal. Still these are blessings and not luxury.
I can manage my diabetes without any medications. Today my morning fasting number was 104. As you can see, I have a luxury of getting up at around 11 am. See how loosely I use this term? My neuropathy isn’t going anywhere but I can live with it. I think that both are blessings that I’m grateful for but not really a luxury.
By all means, I am quite comfortable at this point in my life, however am nowhere close to being wealthy or living in luxury. In my opinion, wealth does not necessarily equal happiness and only partially applies to the comfort. Think blessings.
This post was written in response to The Daily Post Prompt: LUXURY.