I know the right thing would have been to avoid the Anthropologie sale today. I’m striving to be a minimalist dammit! How can someone call herself a minimalist wannabe when she dashes off to Anthropologie at the first whiff of a sale? I’m weak, that’s what I am.
They know my weakness for anything with an animal on it, the devils. I was after this:
I may be a middle aged woman who shouldn’t be wearing animal prints at my age, but I didn’t care. I wanted it. I had to have it. I scurried to the nearest Anthropologie and it wasn’t there. Not a single one. Serves me right. I never should have succumbed to temptation in the first place. I left empty handed and more than a little ashamed at what a mark I am. Show me a shirt with an animal or bird on it and my minimalist dreams fly out the window.
With that in mind, I have composed a list of the things I could have done instead of dashing to the store like a crazed lemming. I hope to refer back to this when the next tempting sale strikes.
Things I could Have Done in the Hour I Wasted Going To Anthro:
- Walked the dog
- Made Moroccan Lentil Stew (delicious and quick!)
- An exercise DVD to pretend that there is still time to get in shape for the summer
- Organized and de-cluttered my underwear and socks drawer
- Written a poem (not that I write poems but I could have started, and I have been thinking about composing odes to the dog)
- Tried to finally master a topknot
- Read a book or a magazine
- Had a coffee in the park
- Re-potted a plant
- Figured out what kind of cactus I have and learned how to deal with it now that it is growing out of control
- Reassessed my closet to solidify the fact that I don’t need any more shirts
- Tackled the monster masquerading as the linen closet
- Started a knitting project
- Painted my nails
- Baked muffins