|Pic from FB|
Shopping used to be fun. I would buy anything that caught my fancy. I thought that when I retired and had more time plus being in Singapore, I could spend hours doing what used to give me endless pleasure.
This did not happen. My life changed and I no longer felt the need to go on a shopping spree.
Stephen used to shake his head at the amount of clothes I had. He said that I could wear a different outfit over a year without having to repeat a look. Well, yes, it was true.
|One cupboard of 84 blouses|
At the end of my working era, I believe I had over 200 blouses, 8 black pairs of pants and almost all the basic colours of slacks. Add to this, my skirts (long and short), plus the jackets and formal attire. Since I stopped work, I've given away some of my clothes. Maybe I have about 50 per cent now of what I used to have.
I also certainly amassed a huge collection of costume and real jewellery. These were bought over the years or gifts I received. At that time, it was never enough and whenever there was a 'good' buy, I'd buy it. I went through phases of pearls, crosses, Peruvian jewellery, precious and semi-precious stones.
|A small portion of my stuff|
Now, despite giving away quite a bit, I'm still left with so much and yet I only use the same favourites over and over again.
This is precisely why the picture on FB struck a chord in me. It captured how I feel today. All the things I bought only brought me temporary happiness. I used to think that real happiness came from being able to buy anything you see. I was wrong.
The real happiness comes from time spent with family and friends and doing what I love.
These days I'm doing what I love and it is a good feeling to have worked hard all those years, to have gone through all that and to be where and who I am now.
Yes, it is as simple as that, if you are looking for real happiness.