The object of my affections and I have just got back from holiday - went to Singapore for a couple of days and then on to Malaysia. Very fabulous all round apart from the overnight return flight which has left me feeling somewhat bleary eyed.
So there I was in shopping mecca. Two things happened:
1. I had a slight crisis of faith wondering whether what we are trying to do is making the slightest bit of difference. There was stuff and frenzied shopping everywhere. I was led to wonder whether or not I bought one pair of shoes a year or five really made much difference in the scheme of things. Am pleased to report that I gave myself a stern talking to and reminded myself that this is about personal values and how I want to live my life. It seemed to work, howver ...
2. And I think this is related, I bought some things. Nothing major, and certainly didn't go wild, but I did buy some new items that I would be hard pressed to classify as necessary.
At this point, I will confess that I am obsessed with pashminas. I think I have a pashmina fetish. I have many, and yet I needed more ...
I am wondering whether this was part of the 'holiday syndrome' where I tend to be a bit more relaxed about some things than I generally am. Is it because part of the charm of being on holiday is that normal work and life are suspended? Is this all part of relaxing, letting the proverbial hair down? Don't know really. But I can say, that I was restrained in my purchasing (I knew I would have to 'fess up here - you people keep me honest!) So, I did buy a few things but a lot less than I would have in my former life.
Will have to have some better strategies in place for next time.
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