I laid around this weekend like a beached whale and did absolutely NOTHING. Though I feel a little guilty, I have to say I enjoyed it and needed the rest. Well, except for one part.

I locked my keys in my truck. Fortunately, I made spares recently. Unfortunately, they were still in the little hardware store bag inside the truck. I concluded my weekend with two solid hours breaking into my own car. You'd think the thing was a Mercedes or a Lexus with advanced anti-theft design instead of a freakin' Chevy cuz that was the hardest unlock (as cops call them) that I've ever done. I think I should lock all my valuables in my truck instead of in my condo, cuz DAMN if anyone can break into that SUV, they deserve the whole load.

Well, the nice thing is, my little 4WD gem is paid for. It ain't no status symbol, but it's clean, it's in great shape, and no bank owns my soul. I look around me at all the people driving money machines that look great but cost a fortune, and I ask myself, what price to impress? Payments, stress, tight budgets? That's not for me anymore.

Could I afford to make a payment on a fancy car? Yeah, probably. But the money I'm saving has already paid to put a broke friend through two more semesters at college, and has kept my young cousin in Florida eating while he looks for another job. All in all, I feel good about it-I've invested in people, not things.

We Americans obsess to much about clothes and cars and...stuff. And in doing so, we slowly lose our souls and forget what's really important in life. People count. Stuff doesn't. When my time comes, I'd rather be surrounded by people who love me than by a pile of possessions I can't take with me. I know what I'll find more comforting-a caring voice, the touch of loving hands.

Still, I AM going to put a lift kit on my truck. Yeah, I'm not perfect lol!