Last night, my wife handed me a letter. She sifted through the mail while waiting for me to clock out. When I opened it, it was the PIN to my credit card.

I got my first ever credit card last Tuesday. For months I tried applying for every single credit card that caught my fancy. I never got any of them approved. After months of trying, I finally gave up and asked my wife to get a supplementary card for me. She got hers around 2 years ago, before we were married. My card arrived Tuesday. She handed it to me, all excited. It felt funny opening that envelope. For months I anticipated that I would be excited to receive a credit card. When I finally did open that envelope, it felt like I was opening an ordinary piece of inter-office mail, or maybe like I was opening phone bills-- it felt ordinary, everyday-like stuff. It's true what they say -- it's human nature to want more.

The caveat is when you get it, you aren't as excited or as happy as you anticipated. You might even turn miserable as a result. Yesterday morning, I watched this film called Purpose. It was exactly about that, how we tend to want so much and then realize in the end that our greed obfuscates our sense of self and our joy in life. You'll have a better understanding of what I mean if you watch the movie yourself. Here's the schedule on Cinemax.

Bottomline, my credit card now lounges in the comfort of the soft leather sleeves of my wallet. I am hoping it'll stay there.