
I don't know why, but I have this insatiable urge to collect "things". Don't ask me where I acquired this trait, but when it comes to collecting, buying and saving things, I just can't tell my brain "No." For instance, I will sometimes drive down to Kohl's and simply wander around the Clearance section just for the off chance that something might catch my eye. A funny shirt, a cute skirt or a camisole of some variety (I don't think a girl can have enough cami's) that I might be able to purchase for just a fraction of its original cost. Other times I will be walking through Target or Wal-Mart and they have the most wonderful set-up in their store: Clearance shelves at the end of their aisles! Is there anything more glorious than that? It doesn't seem to matter whether or not I need the item -- just that, once again, I am able to purchase it for 30, 50, or 70% off! And that is my sad little secret, I cannot resist the word clearance. So you might imagine that I have accumulated quite a bit of stuff, just from my "can't resist a bargain" gene. On top of this addiction, I also struggle with the thought that "I don't have any use for this now, but I may have need of it someday." Let me tell you, it adds up and rather quickly too. . . And last but not least, I suffer from being a packrat which equates to trouble when it comes to sorting through my belongings on occasion. It rears its ugly head as I contemplate objects in my closet which I have not used in weeks, months, or even years in some cases. The thought still crosses my mind: "I might need this sometime soon, I better keep it a little longer. . ." For example: When I changed rooms in my house last month, I had to try and get rid of some of my accumulated wealth because the room I moved into is smaller than the one I was previously occupying. I did myself proud I think because after 9 years of toting around my rollerblades I finally gave them away. Now this may not seem like a big accomplishment, you may be imagining that I got a lot of use out of those things over almost a decade, but I'm here to disabuse you of that notion because I received those roller blades as a gift for my 16th birthday and I don't remember wearing them above 2 times in the years I've owned them. How's that for thinking "Maybe one day I will get in to roller blading."