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The Week Off

Firstly - an update on ‘The List’ - I have done my Tax!!!! (a seemingly minor achievement, but for me it is simply HUGE!!!)

Anyway, this week has been my mid semester break which has however been filled with work hours. Still in the time after work it feels oddly irregular to not be panicked about what is due just around the corner for uni. It is hard to rid oneself of that jolty heartbeat that seems to foresee the approaching due date for each and every assignment to come crippling you from being able to think clearly on anything else. I try to ignore it these days on my week off where nothing is really due any time too soon to overcome with last minute preparation. Although this could be a terribly bad sign meaning that I am yet to realize that something is due TOMORROW!!! (No, not really but possibly immediately next week.)

Well nothing noteworthy has happened in my life particularly as of late. Although it seems perfectly ignorant to be wafting on and on about my mediocrity while we are at the onset of financial damnation! Well hopefully not financial damnation but to put it in less theatrical terms we are in possible economic purgatory. Although I am not too concerned about super at my age and who cares about the parents. I mean, they got by for years and years before I was around, I figure they’ll survive just fine without my intense worry over things concerning money and numbers that clearly I have less than no aptitude for. 

For anyone who is dependent on super to make a living in their cosy retired lives I am sorry but… I didn’t do it.

Here’s a tip for anyone fantasizing about the exciting possibility of another depression! Two years ago the last of my dad’s parents, my nanna past away. Now, this couple were the real thing and grew up slogging it out in the great depression. I have to say as a kid growing up with them it was evident that they had come from a time of drastic measures.

There were the times at ‘all you can eat’ when my pa would lecture us at the age of four that we must finish all our food and leave the plates sparkling white. If we didn’t finish it, he would. 

I remember I would play games in their house finding all the hilarious places my nanna would hide her expensive jewelery. Under the grand Bechstein, or hidden in the cut out pages of an old bible on a shelf high up that nobody would bother to notice. Much to her distress, my sister and I would only take a few minutes to find them in their new places each time.

Anyway, after both grandparents had past away and my family had to go through the grueling process of clearing out the house we uncovered many bizarre traits that must have been brought about by the depression. My grandparents were quite the little hoarders. The things from decades of life all stashed in the overstocked garage. This doesn’t mean that I wish to give you an image of a house riddled with garbage and overflowing with junk, as it wasn’t the nightmarish places you might see on ‘today tonight’ or ‘ACA’. However, it appeared difficult for them to discard things that may have been of use to them making it evident of the different world they had grown up in still leaving a strong impression on them through till the end. My pa had even stored bars of gold, platinum, and silver underneath the house just incase another depression came. He always said that if anything else, the price of gold never declines.

Then there were bank accounts and shares all over the place that my dad had never heard of, and if anything else, my pa was first and foremost a hardcore saver.

So let’s learn from these golden oldies. Two apparent tips of the moment are: Be resourceful and savvy minded by thinking twice before you chuck something that may be of use to you. (but please don’t go to the lengths my grandparents did incase you die in which case your relatives will really be given hard labour cleaning out your vast archives of ‘things’.)

Also, “store ye gold meheartes”. Perhaps, burying in the yard is going a bit far, however it’s a good tip to know that gold will always bring you a steady price.

Anyway, we are not really in a depression but it seemed like something to waft on about for the time being.

See yaz later-