Today I re-watched “Confessions of a Shopaholic.” While watching her obsess over material stuff like Gucci and go gaga over sales, I was surprisingly repulsed. All I could think was that all those stuff were going to eat so much space.
When we moved to a much smaller house, space became a more valuable commodity over possessions. While I tried to fit everything we owned to a new space that was ¼ the size of our previous home, the sheer number of stuff suffocated me. I was seriously tempted to just give them all away just to have a comfortable living space. I have also realized that there were so many things I owned which I don’t actually use and can probably live without. If they can marinate in storage for a long period of time without being needed, I probably do not need them at all.
The extreme difficulty of finding a place for everything we owned traumatized us so much that stuff actually repulses me now. I received a lot of notifications of sales that were up to 90% off and all my mind could conjure was clutter. We even stopped buying groceries in bulk and preferred to buy as needed. All I want at the moment is enough liveable space.
So thank you smaller house! I am now less materialistic and I can probably save more money which is ideal in our current financial situation. Mother earth probably thanks you too because in some ways, although forced, I became an environmentalist by necessity.
But I still want chocolates.