Work, bills, work, bills, municipal queries, gas money, rates & taxes, work stress, traffic jams, over-taxed – that’s modern-day city living, not to say country living doesn’t have its challenges that’s why some people prefer a simpler, more laidback life where the pursuit of money is not a top priority, where reading, spending time with kids, pets and loved ones are valued above all else.
There are things that help to reduce stress: making “ME” time daily to meditate or pray, exercise, cutting out drama (or people who bring it into your life), engaging in relaxing pursuits’ like gardening, reading, creating a relaxing living environment in your home, listening to music etc, a Utopia so to speak, ‘Utopia’ is Greek word meaning ‘some place good’ (without it being a specific place).
After reading the below blog (see link) I realized that some people already live their dream, I’m talking about those who spend long, lazy hours at home with no desire to seek full time employment, whether driven by laziness or driven by a desire for peace of mind they make no effort to join the rat race, choosing to embrace poverty instead.
Do not mix this type with the type who have tried and continue to try to get jobs, these are the ones who do not want to work finish and klaar, back in my hood I knew several, some of them relatives - the problem with them is that they have no quibble at all living off Your hard-earned cash, they will pester you for booze money, pester you for cigarette money or any penny you can or cannot spare until you relent and part with whatever you think you can get away with - Happy is he who has never come across this kind of person.
While You toil away they’ll regale you with tales of lovely vacations they’ve just taken to visit far-flung relatives, of pleasant days being wined and dined etc and they’ll go into great detail about their next planned trip, the plans being as many as they are varied boggling one’s mind no end as to how exactly they are to be achieved, but they get achieved without so much as a penny being spent while you sit and wonder when you’ll be able to save for your next brief holiday. You of course have the small matter of a mortgage bond repayment to worry about, car payments, home renovations, tiling costs, perhaps school fees, spiralling food costs, spiralling petrol costs while month-end for them means a brief walk over the road to draw a Government grant of R210.00 for each kids they’ve made, perhaps also to look forward to a disability grant for their partner, No outward payments are made or expected by anyone.
Once at your door, they will remain, keeping late hours and waking only in the late morning until you cough up the cash for their return journey, their kids in tow for that return journey whereupon their arrival they will quickly find a crowd gathered to relay the news of the stingy b*stard that you are, including all your relationship challenges, the household chores that you have neglected will also get a mention, your dirty laundry literally and figuratively will be aired out to dry, nothing will be left out.
Tomorrow they’ll sleep most peacefully, not a care in the world until the sun shines on their arses, you with your aching muscles must force yourself to rise before sunrise to brave the day ahead.