minnie, we just spent a whole lot of moolah for our move, did we want to? hell no. did we have to? yes. sometimes you have to do it, not because it's easier to hire a moving company but sometimes you don't have a choice. did i want to bite the bullet and sell my car for a whole lot less than i wanted to, just so someone could come get it. no, but i had to. it's not about stuff like that, just like someone else said i can't remember who, happiness comes from within. i try to remember this everday.Make you happier, definitely does not guarantee you would be any happier but as KISH7374 said it can definitely make things easier and less stressful.
For example when our daughter has moved during college, we go and help to save money. My wealthy friend simply calls a mover and pays to have it done. They don't fret over the cost of things, don't have to worry about saving money to purchase a new air conditioner, or stolen vehicles and such. They take the most fabulous vacations.
It would make me very happy to be able, as they do, to write my Mom a huge check for her expenses, since she is struggling.
So yes definitely would make things easier.
Would more money make you happy(ier)?
I agree Aggie, as I said it would not guarantee happiness, but it sure can make things less stressful, when you have the cash to do things that many of us worry over.
So would it make me happy, No, less stressed, Yes.
I was talking to a therapist friend about this a few years ago. I had just started a business, bought my grandmother's house, etc., and I was stressed out over money.
He said, "Why is this upsetting you so much?"
I answered, with an edge of irritation, "Because it's all I can do to pay my bills!"
He asked, "Well, what's the worst that can happen?"
My irritation grew: "I could have my electricity turned off! I could lose my car! I could lose my house!"
"And..."
"And then I would have to move to an apartment, a trailer, or back in with my parents!"
"I thought you said you like your parents. That doesn't sound so bad to me."
He went on to point out to me (as one evangelical crazy to another) that if I claim to trust God then I won't stress about losing my home, even if it means living in a cardboard box under a bridge.
I can honestly say that I have not had any real anxiety over money in the years since that conversation. The bills always got paid, even the unexpected ones, and I'm genuinely comfortable on a salary that most people would laugh at. I have debt, but it's controlled and manageable--I don't live above my means, and hope to have it paid off in a set amount of time. Before that conversation I never went anywhere because I feared couldn't afford it. Now I enjoy finding deals on vacations and traveling with friends. I'm a much happier person since I realized that I would be okay even if I lived in a box under a bridge, and the likelihood of that happening seems ridiculously remote now that I don't fear it anymore.
Worry will not add a single day to your life, and it will greatly diminish the days that you have.
Ditto, NoFunn! Trust and faith are both pretty amazing. As I continue to pull out of this mess, I look forward to my set goal having everything paid. And, I have still managed to travel, play, have fun. I have brief moments of panic, then something happens that makes me realize how fortunate I am, fundamentally lucky and blessed. The panic dissipates pretty quickly.
Right now, I've overcommitted myself. Am trying to get my yard in good shape this weekend, have work to do in my basement, converting my garage to an art studio, finish a painting this weekend, go to a birthday party, work out, drink too much and relax. All of this because while you have the summer off, this is one of the first summers in a very long time I'll be working my fanny off.
It's gorgeous and I'd love nothing more than to sit by the pool, however. Hmmmm.......maybe I'll do that instead. The rest will get done when it gets done. And, I want a pair of Old Gringos......