Do you have a spending problem?

My point is absolute vegetational bliss to end my life, not getting up for anything, i have to add therefore that there would be a nurse injecting me with powerful tranquilizers every hour.

For noticing i'd like to send you my copy of Part 1 of Malcom X!!!

When I'm dead and gone the one thing they ain't gonna be saying is "it's a shame they had so little money"

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I saw your comment before the edit. As far as living frugally, you've got me beat by miles

Time is precious. Just imagine I had no time to watch 18,725 movies! Well, I did.

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Only 18,725?

Considering I spent like $40 DoorDashing lunch today, probably.

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A bit off topic, but the one thing that always bothered me about my "being rich" fantasies is that money doesn't solve one of my key problems... I hate shopping, calling people on the phone, interviewing or hiring contractors and being asked about my next decision.

I'd have to be SO rich that I could hire a personal assistant who would do all the shopping, calling, interviewing and hiring for me... but even that would involve a lengthy interview & hiring process = the very thing I don't want to do.

I'd like a new car, but the very prospect of shopping for one keeps me driving a 23-year-old automobile.

I'd like a fantasy mansion with a swimming grotto and waterfall over natural rocks - but do you know what it takes (besides the money) to have such custom-made things?

Many hours of interviewing contractors & trying to find ones that are reliable, going over plans & drawings & blueprints, picking out colors & textures & "looks".

I've dealt with a few wealthy people who can afford to customize everything in their home, and I'm sure it's worth it when it's all done (but for such people it's rarely ever all done)... and their lives are filled with constant construction noise, contractors roaming throughout their house, constant checking of security systems & cameras, being on the phone all day, fielding non-stop questions: "How high should the rock waterfall be? Because every extra foot is another 10 grand! So how much exactly are you willing to spend?"

Then there's the bookkeeping, finances, taxes, etc.! Such a life of luxury is really one of constantly dealing with strangers in your house, at your door, on the phone, and trying to communicate your decisions to those you're paying.

Yeah, even being quite wealthy, you couldn't avoid a lot of day-to-day hassles.

There are some studies that show that happiness increases up to some upper-middle-class level of wealth (I think it's like $80-100K a year, something like that), and then plateaus for a long time, which fits what you're saying. At that point, if you're at all responsible, you're comfortable, don't lack for necessities, and can afford a handful of luxuries too. You're mostly free of day to day worry. But the next meaningful jump in quality of life is way higher, probably in the millions, where you can hire actual staff or something.

For most people, the primary benefit of money is not having to worry about money.

Of course, a lot of people just get really into cooking or gardening or whatever so that they don't mind it any more, turn the things you have to do into hobbies unto themselves so you can luxuriate in them more.

How many people were you hosting?

ain’t no millionaires hiring staff to do their basic tasks unless they are on their way to a billionaire. they’re using company services just like everyone else (grocery deliver, bulk laundry services, etc). the amount of money you’d need to be making to maintain a hired staff is pretty insane. besides, why create more paperwork for the tax guy?

all my rich fantasies involve giving it all away, and then shame the rest of the rich whilst doing it. and i’m not talking no “make my own foundation” or “by the time i’m dead”. them commas gonna be gone by the end of next week.

It's becoming more refined in my thoughts now thanks to the responses, and wise approaches to this topic. I've spent YEARS getting things like mad, so that at some point i'd slow down a heck of a lot, and now is the time i feel. My fantasy about renting a movie theatre is just silly, more like saving up enough to pay for my funeral, and whatever is needed to clean up this pigsty of a home.

Learn to love what you already have, for example i'm starting to stick with a Stephen King novel, and it's entertaining the crap out of me!!

A monthly spending of no more than 100 per month on DVD and Blu-ray has to be the rule except on certain occasions when there's a set that's more, therefore a goodly amount of months where it's under 100, and so to also treat saving as a game, treating it that way is more likely to happen, when i'd clean up the room for example, i who hate work would take an interest in what i was throwing away or keeping, and talking to myself in a cartoony way, and giggling and singing made up nonsense songs. That's for me how things get done!!

I always imagined a reality show where struggling families would be picked to be given a few million dollars, then the show would follow them to see what they did with it. (I don't like most reality shows - but I'd watch that).

I did see a documentary years ago that was more of a social experiment, where they (I don't know who "they" are) gave a homeless guy about a half million dollars. He helped out some family members which was nice, but stupidly bought some lady at a bar he went to a giant truck, kind of on a whim - which put a huge dent in his new wealth.
Long story short: by the end of a year he was broke again with little to show for it (except an even stronger addiction to alcohol as he was more easily able to feed it with the money).

That was just for me.

I wonder if I'm alone in this, but I never day dream about being rich. I know most everyone dreams about what they would do if they won the lottery or had millions of dollars. But I never think of that as I don't care and don't desire material things, other than the simply things I already own.

If you have a spending problem, be happy it’s not a drug problem!

That’s a spending problem with a side of collateral damage on the house!

That's why you become a dealer. Then you can slash prices!

Nice haul!

Thanks everyone, i'm gonna see if i can stop using interactive media for awhile, this spending problem issue is for me what has kickstarted an awakening, for all my film needs i come like a thirsty desert nomad to the fountain of everlasting life that is my collection, silent cinema is thee best, and there is so much to taste in small doses as much of it is short films or 1 or 2 reelers.

I'll be debt free and cured of that pernicious get more disease if i should ever return, but seriously, the way i watch stuff now is similar to how i did it before i had the internet at home, no means of keeping track except pen and paper and too much time would be wasted with that, like in a dream and using memory and chance, i watch what i am led to, believing that every purchase was made through an eternal force, but not like that of Star Wars, rather a hidden secret force which was tasted in childhood and teenager years as coming from nature, baroque music, and rare human relationships, for me they were angels. Take care all, and may you gain mastery in all areas in which you desire it, it could be spending or something else. For the general quality of life, i bid thee adieu.

Ugh, I HATE calling people on the phone. The thought fills me with dread. Making appointments? I’d rather not.

Right now we are looking for a carpenter to rebuild our very dangerous front steps that are wooden & falling apart. Do you think I can find a carpenter? Nooooooooo! I am now guessing that all carpenters are very busy in the summer plus the fact that my job would be considered a small job that nobody wants to be bothered with. Walked past a house today that has brand-new wooden front steps. Ugh, that’s what I need & want.

PS We did interview one guy recommended by a doctor friend. He turned up, was quite nice, but never heard from again. So frickin rude!

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