There are millions of us living under dual identities, who we are now versus who we used to be back then. This economic plague has changed us, it's changed the way we think and act and respond to things. Take for instance, a credit card offer. Years ago, I would have glanced at it with a knowing confidence. Just a quick scan and I could spot the good ones from the bad ones, you see; I knew about these things, so trust me. Today, I'd rather accept a stack of small pox infected blankets than a credit card offer. Mark Twain said; "We should be careful to get out of an experience only the wisdom that is in it and stop there lest we be like the cat that sits down on a hot stove lid. She will never sit down on a hot stove lid again and that is well but also she will never sit down on a cold one anymore."
It's all too true, a tool was mentioned in conversation and I unconsciously answered, "I used to have a belt sander." My mind continued with a mental inventory, and a table saw, a drill press, a circular saw, a jig saw, post-hole diggers, two nice metal shop cabinets, a twelve-foot work bench with a vise on the end, a welder, a 65 Mustang Coupe, three guitars and on and on, until I was almost sickened by it. I was never wealthy, at least, I never thought of myself as wealthy. I had accumulated rooms full of possessions, a push mower, a riding mower, a weed eater and a chain saw.
Most of these things, strangely enough, I used very little. I had spaces for all my toys and kept them all neat. I filled up a big house with a big yard, which I also used very little, not that I didn't have plans. Oh, I had big plans, yes sir buddy! Big plans, once I paid down my credit card debt and my business took off, I was going to have a swimming pool put in. You see, I really love to swim; why in any given year, I might go swimming two or three times. But if I had my own swimming pool in the back yard, I'd probably swim twice as much.