I was given $500 as a holiday gift, but I have to spend it quickly otherwise I’ll lose it. I was so thrilled, running upstairs and down, looking at my closet, trying to think outside the box, where can I spend it wisely: Clothes? Workout gear? Cosmetics? I have enough clothes, nothing needs to be replaced, and it’s still viral trio season with Covid, flu and RSV, so I am still wearing mask to wrap up my face all the time, so what do I need make up for. Then I went online, searched my old go-to favorite categories, saving the possibilities, my tabs keep adding up, but nothing is perfect. I got into the frenzy mode, the evening went by like a snap. My original plan for taking this free evening for a slow dinner and reading were ruined, I still didn’t find the solution on how to spend the money. But the time lost over searching is confirmed. I stopped, walked away from the hot computer, sat down and kicked back, to pick up what was left of my evening, that peace is worth more.
Own but not being owned; easier said than done. Originally I owned that $500 dollars. Somehow, somewhere, it turned around. The $500 started to own me, my time, my pleasure, my peace.
In the end, I bought a gift card instead. I am not going to lose my ownership over $500, not for anything. Even though it’s a free gift, but time spent is not free, peace of mind is priceless.