A funny thing happened to me yesterday. I was nearby one of the local thrift stores I often visit, so I stopped in. I have been looking for a b/w striped top to replace my current one (shrunk to be too short to wear except with skirts) for almost a year, and some of you may remember the 'almost but not quite' version I bought from Gap recently. About halfway through perusing the store, there it was, a top that met 90% of my needs, and wonder of wonders, it fit!
I'm not usually a mystical person, but it almost seemed like it was sitting there waiting for me to find it. And it struck me, once I reflected on it for a while, that there's a lesson here for me. I seem to go through these phases where I buy a ton, and then get disgusted by it and donate most of it, and then start the cycle all over again (I know I'm not alone). It occurs to me that what I was doing was being fearful that if I didn't buy something that was cute, or a good deal, or filled a wardrobe hole, then I would never see anything ever again that would work as well as it would. And this is nonsense - some items are for sure unique, but generally speaking there will always be more clothes, and there will always be more sales and deals, and there will always be more chances for me to buy things.
I've read some things about a belief in scarcity versus a belief in plenty, and how it can become a self-fulfilling prophecy - if you believe that there's not enough for everyone and you have to strive and struggle to get your part, then you will automatically filter your experiences to fit that mold and see the world in that way, and vice versa.
Anyway, a little philosophy for your weekend, 'cause that's how I roll. 'There will always be more clothes; there will always be more sales." That's my new shopping maxim.