Three hundred and fourteen

Here I am again…

Here I am again, sitting at home for the night on my computer, or watching movies, or reading, or cooking.  It’s great for awhile.  I rarely get downtime and it’s usually spent doing things for the blog when I do.  The cooking is great, especially when I can convince someone to come over and join me.  And I’m really catching up on my movies.  But, I’m used to being busy out in the city.  I like to go see plays at local theatres and dance at concerts.  I love to try new restaurants, or just have a chat and a glass of wine with a friend at a pub.  I want to wander the city, stop in at a coffee shop, sit in the window and watch the world go by.  All of these things involve spending money.  So here I am at home.  And I’m not very inspired to do anything – especially write.  It’s funny how the busier I am, the more I get accomplished because of the momentum.

I know I can spend some money, but half of my day’s allowance on one glass of wine seems like such a waste.  And a ticket to the theatre or a concert costs anywhere from $20 to $100.  My friend’s birthday is on Friday and a bunch of us are going out for dinner and drinks to celebrate.  I’ve started saving already for the night, but I still will only be able to afford a meal, a glass of wine and to buy my friend a drink.  I know I’ll have to deal with pressure to spend more.  It’s going to be difficult.  It’s almost like I believe I have to spend money to have fun (I’m pretty sure our capitalist society encourages this thinking).  And I feel left out that I can’t.  I really need to change this thinking.  Maybe I should stop drinking altogether.  That would save me a bundle.

Stop whining Lindsay…

I wrote all this above and then started do some more research into poverty in Canada.  That led me to more websites on extreme poverty throughout the world.  I am here complaining about how $21.40 a day (after paying rent and bills) is difficult to live off of.  I live in Canada, where we have free universal health care and education, jobs for almost everyone, natural resources, social services if we need them.  I am so fortunate to live where I am and have what I have.

The World Bank in 2005 defined “extreme poverty” as having to survive off of US$1.25 – covering all food, housing, health, education and transportation.  One dollar and twenty-five cents per day.  There are 1.4 billion people in the world right now living in extreme poverty.  (livebelowtheline.com)  I need to put things into perspective!  These people don’t have the luxury of worrying about not being able to spend money.  Many of them don’t even have clean water or sanitation systems.  I’m almost embarrassed about my above whining.

Here is a video from GlobalPovertyProject.com.  Although it’s a trailer for their larger presentation they do, it has some interesting statistics and more information about extreme poverty.

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