Did you guys get any good stuff this weekend? I did. I will admit here to the (somewhat) public that I impulse purchased a TV just after midnight in the wee early hours of the Black Friday morn. Oops. I did that. I’m not a line-up-at-the-crack-of-dawn kinda girl, in fact for as long as I can remember my dad has insisted on a family hike the day after Thanksgiving. But when it’s right there at your virtual fingertips and your friend tells you over a Thanksgiving meal about the crazy deals at Best Buy you can’t help but purchase a little flat screen. Right? Right?
I don’t know who else goes into a deep soul searching moment on this weekend of excess consumption (both the belly and the pocketbook kind) but my mind can’t help but wander on the topic of ‘stuff’. Yunno, things. The things that may or may not be stuffed into a closet that never seems to have enough empty hangers, or drawers that won’t shut without force. Yet as I type this there are no less than 20 tabs open in my browser, each is a new item that I feel that I need. Especially before the sales end. Why? Why are things so meaningful to us? Especially us bloggers? It’s this idea that our things represent us, who we are. Which can be frightening when faced with the prospect of one day ending up on the television show Hoarders. Don’t lie, you know you’ve watched an episode and can, as terrifying as it sounds, empathize in some way. I believe that somewhere between the show Hoarders and this lies a healthy relationship with stuff.
While I know that blogs can often feel like a place to worship at the altar of stuff, I’m personally seeking out that healthy relationship, and what better place to do so than a blog? I’d absolutely love your words, thoughts or opinions on the topic as I explore. Or even if you just want to share what you got in the Black Friday sales! Like I said, I got a TV….. oh yea and a couch.