@melekmikayel Happiness is a state of mind; and so is the feeling of poverty. And sensible living.
I used to be a live-in housekeeper and nanny. The first family I looked after was beyond the scale we talk about here.
Father was a bank director. He got paid (circa 2017) a million dollars a year. That’s just the cash. I know because I overheard a convo.
Mother was an entrepreneur. No idea what she brought in, if any. I had a feeling he was bankrolling the business, but I could be wrong.
We, I say we because I lived with them, were living in a three-storey penthouse in the city with views of the Sydney opera house. It was leased. Back then rent was $20,000 a month.
They had five kids, all were going to private schools.
Boss told me one day, “We live paycheque to paycheque.”
Hahaha