Sunday, January 13, 2008


According to a quiz at, I am spiritually a bit too thin. This is true. I live lean and mean; not out of necessity, but out of habit.

With the exception of a few good financial years during my adult life, I've been poor. I've learned to do without things that most people possess; cable television, new clothes, a cellphone, a full freezer, a full gas tank, lattes from Starbucks, and stacks of DVDs.

I'm not complaining! I'm just telling how it is here at The Hovel.

On occasion, it occurs to me that I live a spartan life. This sometimes morphs into a spell of bitterness. For the most part however, I don't consider myself poor, although my bank balance tells me otherwise.

I'm very fortunate my inner life has sustained me when things are rough. I pick up Jane Eyre and read it for the hundredth time, which makes me happy. I pop Pride and Prejudice into the VHS and the world seems right again. I put together a pot of homemade soup, which satisfies hungries and reminds me I can create something delicious from those few simple ingredients I just happen to have in the cupboard. I play with and cuddle my cats, which lowers my blood pressure. I cut my hair and feel better about myself, snipping off dead-ends for an instant erasure of bad feelings.
I'm thankful I'm not a gluttonous person by nature; however, I do need to acknowledge this doing without versus having what I need. Pseudo-monastic living has its limits.


Gina said...

And there's always polenta with marinara. It's really you! Brilliant blog you have--which I shall no doubt visit constantly from here out. Hey, next time your checkbook balance gets you down (by the way, we're right there with you) think of the height at which Gary Ramirez wore his pants which is sure to bring a smile.

T-Bone said...

Gina, I'm so happy you've visited.

Yes, I'll always recall Gary with a smirk. His Mr. Wilson pants, proudly worn with cowboy boots. What a doofus.