I find it hard.
I look at the beautiful girl in the video with her swingy hair and perfect studio and I can’t help thinking,
“If I had the scrapbooking kit she’s promoting, I’d probably be happier.”
It’s as if I think some of her gloss would shower over me like confetti as I opened the box.
I may be over my spending compulsion days, but shopping remains a question mark area for me.
I swing between the utter conviction that simplicity is the way to go, and the gnawing ache that I’m missing out on all the good stuff.
For one project I’ll happily work on the back of an old envelope, then in the next breath, I’ll be online ordering a £20 sticker book.
It’s almost certainly a question of balance: investing in just enough proper product that my stash of printables and haberdashery finds feels rounded out.
The tricky part of trying to live a simple life is the fact that nice treats do give us a happiness boost, especially when the rest of life is not playing so nicely.
That £20 sticker book? One of the best stash boosters I ever bought.
But the hair and the studio and the glossy life? I’ve yet to find a kit company that can supply all that.
I need to see the product for what it is – nice product – and be reminded that it’s when those glossy treats are dripped sparingly into a wider picture of simplicity and gratitude that I seem to encounter the deepest joy.