The Value of Value

I spent most of the day thinking about value. Its a complex subject because when you start to analyse valuable, one realises that value comes in more than one form. It all started months ago when my ex fiance` and I broke up and I said that I wanted the microwave. You see, back in my single days....I had only one domestic item to my name and that was a microwave that had been given to me as a birthday present. In my life at that time, this microwave symbolised two main things:

• That I was grown up and had started building a house for myself
• The most valuable appliance in my house.

So when I moved in with Prince Charming and brought the symbol of my single life into our kitchen, he questioned the necessity of bringing my (quite broken by then) microwave into our new life. I realised that at that point...the value of my broken, noisy appliance was not tangible asset it had once been but was rather an abstract one. The value had changed. It was no longer valuable in monetary terms but it was the last shred of my independence and the product of my cold feet.... Anyway....eventually after we were engaged and he had promised to love me and look after me.....did I eventually relent to give up the microwave.

 Ironically....we broke up two or three months later...
And needless to say..... I took the new microwave.

 He put up quite a bit of a fuss, but relented to give it to me in the end after one of my award winning arguments. I was adamant! I left that relationship victorious with a brand spanking new Microwave (much nicer than the one I had) and..... a purple sex carpet! It was a symbol of my strength. Of my ability to carry on in the face of adversity and was very valuable to me. 

But months later, after it had been standing in the kitchen collecting dust because I have not cooked anything since we broke up, I suddenly looked at it one day and decided that I did not want it anymore and that I did not want to look at it. But .......what I did want...was hair extensions....

I loaded the microwave into the car, sold it for peanuts at non other than Cash Converters and bought hair extensions...and you know what?  As I was doing it I had to laugh at the absurdity of it all.  What is valuable today is worthless tomorrow not because value is unreliable but because are.