I confess I am a clothes horse. I have an addiction to having stuff. Not only do I have too much stuff in my closet but way to much stuff in general. "I work for my money, damn it, so I should be able to spend some of it without stressing over it. Right?" That kind of thinking is what has gotten me to this point. I also used to say that I was a collector but now I realize that I was justifying my need to have *stuff* surrounding me at all times. Much like a crack whore feels after a long period between fixes, I seem to get that same high with the acquisition of new *stuff*.
If I had to pack up and leave in a day I would need my own garbage truck. I would suck as a bag lady. I couldn't possibly push that many shopping carts around! I have such a hard time parting with stuff. I put such a sentimental attachment on objects. Just holding or looking at a certain object will bring back memories. Music to me is much the same. I have a friend who is extremely in to astrology and says that is just part of my sign. What ever the cause it has got to end.
So now that I have dumped that in to the open it is now time to dump some *stuff*. My goal is to get rid of 4 moving boxes worth of *stuff* by the end of the month.
Do they have a patch for retail therapy?Till next time.
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