Just to be clear: by BFG I don't mean the titular character of Roald Dahl's legendary children's book (it's an awesome read, by the way--read it or get your child to read it).
I meant Big Fucking Goal.
Yeah, you know where this is going.
My current five-year goal is to earn enough money that I can afford a Maserati.
Roll your eyes at my ridiculously materialistic goal if you want, but it is a goal. And I will reach it. Let me explain why.
I've been lucky in my life that I'm in a very good position. But honestly, I have bad habits--one being the fact that I'm a spendthrift. I'm better at the whole personal finance thing now compared to before marriage, though--but the simple truth of it is that I'm living a lifestyle that, while I can't really say that it's of excess, there's a 'glass floor' where I can't downsize that much due to practical and filial reasons.
(My view is that this is one thing that many returnees suffer from in Indonesia--but I digress)
And yes--I want to help people.
But I can't help people without having anything. In other words, I can't give what I don't have.
And that's why I'm focusing on this whole Maserati thing. It's my BFG. My ridiculous 'symbol' or 'totem.'
"Earn three times the sticker price of a Maserati Quattroporte in Indonesia, and you can call yourself successful." That's what I'm telling myself.
It doesn't mean I won't help people in the meantime--of course not.
But it's a goal.
It will be mine. Someday.