Since when have we, as a society, not been happy with what we already have? It seems as if we all are in a compitetion to see who can be further in debt. (Yes I know, NOT everyone is in debt, but you would be surprised at all the "rich" who are really using credit cards and not paying them off)
You can not go a day without seeing an advertisement for a "new and improved" product. I mean come on, seriously, is there much difference between this Swifter and that Swifter? They dangle new cell phones in front of your nose saying faster, more clear, easier texting.
New homes are cropping up around every corner taking up more and more land. Trees are being cut down. Fields are being turned into lush green yards. I remember growing up that a new home was only for the elite, and now it seems as if we feel it is our right to have one.
Growing up we made do with what we had. There were no fancy store bought costumes for Halloween - we went out to the field and dad's closet to make scarecrows or farmers or used a sheet to be a ghost. Soda was not kept in the home, we drank water, milk and Kool Aid. (no my children do not drink soda, but they think they should) We didn't have a room dedicated to all the toys bought, because there were not that many.
Christmas time was special because my parents always made sure that there were TONS of presents under the tree. I do not know where or how the did it, but they were there. I remember one year being disappointed because we couldn't afford a "real" cabbage patch doll so I received a homemade one (my first memory of wanting what others had)
What spurred this ramble you may ask.
I am hosting a Pampered Chef "Wine & Appetizer" Party and as I was cleaning our home up I caught myself asking myself "Is this good enough?" Our home is one of the original farm houses in the area, surrounded by a brand new subdivision. It is one of the few homes that still has well water, which means we deal with iron and rust - meaning that our faucets aren't pretty and there may be some stainage that I am unable to Magic Eraser away. And I actually caught myself thinking, "What would so and so say if they saw this?" I promptly said to myself "I DONT CARE" because if you are coming to judge my home, then you are not welcome.
Also, I was making out my list of what I need to get yet for the girls for Christmas and I had a co-worker go THATS ALL!? Yes that is all - 3 gifts a piece. Stop and think, Baby Jesus received 3 gifts and it was good enough for him, so why not do the same for my children.
*yes there was no coherent thought process here and you get a cookie if you all followed my thinking