I’m nervous as I write this because I don’t quite trust myself, but I am declaring November my no shopping month. It may be finally dawning on me that I am a shopping addict because I am already panicking. What about the Church bazaar I am going to this month? How can I resist the baked goods? What if I find the perfect commemorative souvenir tshirt in Iceland? What if I find waterproof warm boots on sale? What if I run out of my favourite Body Shop Body Butter? Oh the dilemmas, the questions, the panic. That’s the sound of an addict isn’t it?
Like an addict I have to tell myself one day at a time.
Some people give themselves a shopping ban for a year. I’d love to do that but I am already feeling my brow grow damp in week one, so I am not going to push it. Maybe I am not meant to be a minimalist, but I do not want to be a mindless consumer either, so taking a shopping break is a good start.