Nicknacks add up

Today I opened a box with the most cutest stuff that I once bought during my traveling. During that time I was still a child that didn’t really knew the value of stuff. I didn’t like to spent a lot of money to buy big stuff but small amount of money for such cute items was all justifiable. Now I am parting with it and I don’t feel a bit sad. Strange isn’t it?

Even though I don’t buy stuff like this anymore, little by little I am getting rid of more stuff than I knew I have. I still like cute things only I don’t feel the need to own it. It’s all a mental switch. It has been sitting in a box for ages out of sight not bringing me any real happy feelings. Realizing it is good but to tackle these miscellaneous objects does hurt my current pride. But thinking that it’s just the old me that bought it and the current me is strong and confident to accept what I have been is good too.

The small nicknacks that are laying around are really things that I like very much or those that represent me in a very good way. Something I am very proud of myself is that even though it’s bargain, I don’t buy it anymore. For example today I could buy two new ice cube tray fo just 75 cents but I choose not to. I only bought bedsheets that someone requested and that’s it.

I still accept nicknacks but I definitely don’t buy it anymore!