The Credit Crisis Demon

The credit crisis; the demon of fear spinning terror and anxiety throughout the world. Don’t breathe; don’t look lest its evil eye finds you. No money, no job, no no no! Is it kind of strange that I am enjoying it then? Maybe a bit selfish? But the Terror demon has made me re-examine my life. So much waste! I throw away bin bags full of packaging –which I pay for. I love you woollies but your packaging sucks. I eat Thai one night, Indian the next and I have all the leftovers to prove it. Just quater packs mind you, not quite enough for a full meal. I buy fresh salad every day, and of course I need to fill my basket with something else, wouldn’t want a lettuce leaf to feel all wilted and alone.

Oh, and Vodacom, the big bully boy bastards who have convinced me that I must be connected 24/7. And I like the merry fool I am buy, buy, buy into it.

No more!

I have redone my budget. A process I thought I’d hate but actually found to be quite enjoyable. And I’ve found thousands to save! Damn if that doesn’t feel good!
I have a garden bursting forth salad, fresh, organic and bountiful.
And I’m going to commit to recycle, more than just the organic stuff which I currently do.
The credit crisis has forced me to re-examine my own wasteful attitudes, and to scale down my excess and conserve, for that I am grateful. Now i know that it sounds selfish, just how much saving would I be doing without a job?! Moreover, without a garden plot how would I even start planting, and with no money sheesh, I can’t even go there.

There is so much inequity. Reality check, I probably can’t save the world, not today anyhow. And lamenting about the economic situation is certainly not going to help either. All I can do is act as s responsible custodian and hope that by taking care of my little patch of planet things might just be a bit easier for someone else. I can’t solve the injustices all I can be is a loving human being and be grateful for the amazing life I lead.