One hard thing about this year, for whatever reason, has been weird class stuff going on. Or, I don’t know. That may be too strong a word for it. I guess I just notice more and more that I, say, could use $100 to replace my wheel cover or the front of my oven and I kind of feel proud because I could put $100 toward either of those things, if I had to.
But there’s always something else a little more necessary in the house, so I haven’t gotten around to it.
I’m constantly aware of how big a change that is from the days when there’d be no money for anything, necessary or not.
But lately there just seems to be a lot of stuff where the people I’m talking about talk about $100 the way I talk about $10.
And sometimes it makes me feel like I’m among strangers whose customs I don’t understand.