The Bucket

How quickly Monday morning rolls around. The weekend as always is Just a blip on the radar before i shamble sheepishly back into my office on Monday morning. My weekend (once the festivities of friday night had subsided) was very pleasant, stayed at home and dedicated my time to being dad. The hectic week often doesn't leave much time for Esther and me to just play or read a book, so it was fantastic just spending that time together - if only that could be the norm. I feel constantly torn between a miriad of competing demands, and at the end of the day none are more important than my family. However,in order to exist and function within a developed western society you have to tread a lot of water just to stay afloat. oh for the simple life..growing mungbeans in nimbin...As much as the sunday paper will tell you that you can have a big house, a new european car..the rest of the trainspotting intro..the reality is....consumerism and debt is slavery. Why not take a step back and reassess..what really makes you happy..consuming is like eating a chocolate bar..mmmmmmm the desire...that lovely shiny wrapping..oh the tasty inside..then a sugar rush..and it's all over...emptiness. probably a bit like sex too.. :) i could go on. My point is that too often we are conditioned to believe that true happiness and self worth come from possessions and status and the vain pursuit of these is often at the expense of relationships with other people and the development of the self. Maybe it's time to unplug yourself and think - As groucho marx quipped "I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book".