We live in a world where we replace everything. My Dad grew up in the 1960’s and still has both of the cars he owned back then. My parents both have many items in there house that have been passed down as time progresses. Then there is my generation. I have a few items that I will never, ever get rid of. My starburst sapphire ring from my Grandmother, my flute, my Saint Christopher medallion from my Father, and my childhood stuffed animal. These things I would trade in for the world. But, everything else seems so replaceable. I’m only 23 and I am already on my second “brand new, off the lot” car. I had my first 2008 Kia Spectra in 2007, for four years. Now I moved onto my 2013 Kia Soul last October. My spectra probably could have been fixed, but I chose to upgrade. My laptop, I insist on buying a new Apple Macbook Pro when I’m sure the handy work of my boyfriend could easily fix my compaq. Ipods, I’m on my third since I was 16. Phones, I have a perfect condition iPhone 4, yet I am coming up with new excuses every day to upgrade as soon as the new iPhone (5S or 6) comes out. Don’t even get me started on clothes. Too my advantage, I’ve lost enough weight to have to buy new clothes every other month or so. But if I really think about it, does it make any sense at all to buy a VS hoodie for a hundred dollars when 6 months from now it will be way too big? Probably not.
My question is how did we as Americans go from the Depression generation who worked hard, scrimped and saved absolutely everything because they wanted to have a nice nest egg turn into my generation who replaces everything, lives pay check to pay check and doesn’t really value the all mighty dollar?
My boyfriend and I are both very big tech nerds and I love staying up to date in the latest trends and fashions. What turned us into such monsters who are spoiled and grow so unhappy with the awesome things we do have in life? Right now I have my iphone in my lap, my ipod touch next to me and in my web browsers I have the Apple Website, the Ugg Website and the LV bag site open. I don’t think I will ever change, but I don’t find myself as bad as others. I save at the least 25% of my paycheck every two weeks, I have my bills paid, I’m not in debt, I have my 401k growing slowly, and my money market CD’s for when I decide to start the next chapter in my life. But it freaks me out to think how my children will be, or even worse, my children’s children.