My bud James asked me the other day how “Year of Nothing New” was going. I honestly forgot for a moment that I was even doing it.
It’s just a way of life for me now and only after a few months. Its become a habit to look for things used or talking myself out of needing something in the first place. I don’t put myself in situations where I’ll be tempted to make exceptions. I have more time for people in my life and activities cause I’m shopping less. And most importantly, I have a greater appreciation for what I do have.
I even like my clothes now. I know that sounds stupid, but for as long as I can remember, a “going out” night has always consisted of me saying, “Ah, man. I have NOTHING to wear.” I think this has something to do with the overstimulation of constantly bringing new things to my wardrobe. Somehow it never seemed enough. Which makes no sense, but we women can all relate to the “Ah, man. I have NOTHING to wear” feeling, knowing quite well that we absolutely do have tons to wear and in abundance.
After limiting purchases and getting rid of stuff, now, when I go to my closet, I’m like, “This dress is cute…or…I haven’t worn this one in a while!…” It’s an amazing feeling to love what you have and actually wear it.
So in this year of nothing new, the nothing has meant everything to me and my spirit. And being reunited with my cute clothes!