I’d much rather be stressed about my non-existant love life or inability to lose weight than money and work. It is more fun to be worried about bad dates than a shrinking bank account and mortgage checks and com-ed and condo owners insurance and unpacking.
Alas, it is work and money that I am going to sleep thinking about, waking up thinking about, thinking about when I’m on the toilet or on the train. Money is not that important to me and I hate when I get stressed about it.
Or… lots of money isn’t that important to me, but the little I have is very important to me.