I like stuff. I like stuff a LOT. No, I actually think I love stuff. They say "things" can't make you happy. But I believe I would beg to differ. Shopping for the stuff has actually made me VERY, VERY happy. It's one of the few things I'm quite good at. Ahhhhh, shopping. And it's not just going to a store and laying out bookoo bucks for something. For me, it's the bargain searching, the clearance finds, the garage sale treasures, the discovering the last one left, the thrill of the hunt....you get my drift? I'd never feel good about an expensive purchase on, say, a pair of boots. What I would feel pleased as punch about is the excellent sale plus coupon plus rewards I used to get a zillion dollars off that pair of boots. Do you do the same thing at all? I think many of you bloggers do. We're a thrifty bunch with some seriously shrewd spending habits.
But here's where it got me in trouble. That stuff I love has, over time, brought me down to the point of being really kind of miserable. I'm not a serial shopper. I'm not out there every day shopping and only shopping. It's actually not even that often that I go, but like I said, when I go......I'm goooood. And it's hard for me to turn down a good garage sale, or go to Super T A R G E T and come away with things I really only needed. I mean, come on ~ the other day they were changing out aisles of merchandise. We're talkin' shiny, new STUFF here folks! THAT'S exciting!
However, after looking closely at my basement.....and closer and closer still, I sheepishly admit that I am embarrassed. I can laugh about it, and I can get rid of it, but I truly do know that I have an addiction. I'm also not one to waste, so many items I think I can fix or do up pretty like so many on the blog-o-sphere can. Truth is, some of it I could put a snazzy touch on, and other things I couldn't. I guess because I don't have the space, the time or the talent.
My goal, in the next year, is to comb through my belongings with a fine tooth comb, so to speak, and be wary of all things I purchase and where the money actually goes. My mom had a great idea for me: keep a list of all the things I didn't buy, and keep that money separate in a special fund. What a motivator to know how much I would have spent on
stuff crap I just. didn't. NEED!
I think it might be a little hard considering we're approaching the biggest sale season of the year, but staying out of stores in general, sticking to my list of necessary items when I do go, and keeping track of the money I saved when I didn't buy all seem like a good plan. See? Money in my pocket for vacations or all new flooring or a kitchen remodel....no purchase necessary.
What do you think? Anybody with me on this one?
**This post brought to you by a bin of 20 childrens', clearance Valentine's boxes. (For the record, I have 2 children, not 20.)