My Wake Up Call
When I started my first full time job out of college, I got my own apartment. For the first couple months, I subletted an apartment that was about 30 min walk from work. It was great. I walked to work everyday and it was exhilerating.
Soon after, my lease expired, and I moved into my basement apartment (where I currently live). It was my first “permanent” home since I started college. Aside from my kitchen stuff, clothes and toiletries, I had nothing else.
I bought a bed and found some furniture to fill up my empty apartment. About half of my furniture came second hand (yay, Craigslist!) – I got a barely used IKEA couch, coffee table, tv stand, and a dining table set.
The dining table set was a real score, I paid $50 – including delivery. (OK, so the gentleman was kind enough to drive it to my house since he thought it was outrageous that I was going to lug it home with my sister.)
It was really fun to decorate and pick out items to match my new home. (I love you, IKEA!) I finally felt like grown up. I did not have posters stuck on the walls with sticky tack. And my duvet covers matched my pillow cases!
I was speaking to one of the ladies at work and sharing with her how fun I thought decorating was! Then, she said something that still haunts me to this day.
“That’s what happens when you grow up. You buy stuff. Then you spend money to take care of the stuff you buy. Then you buy more stuff. And then you a bigger place to put all the stuff you buy!”
Isn’t that just crazy?!
I decided that I never want that to be me. Even though it was exciting to decorate and buy furniture, I don’t ever want to be a slave to my belongings.
And I try to ask myself with every purchase, “Do I need it? Will it make my life better? Is it worth it?”
Have you had a wake up call? How has it affected you and the decisions you make on a daily basis?