Easy-peasy, decision’s breezy

It’s day 13 of the challenge, and honestly, (apart from fretting over my grease-pot hair and being about ready to throw in the towel on my shampoo-less honey experiment), life isn’t much different.

Truth is, we’ve never been huge consumers. But we think about consuming a lot. An awful lot.

“Oh, my boots are a little worn; should I duck into that store and check-out their sale?” “I love my hubby’s ‘puffy coat.’ I should keep my eyes open for one I like.” “What an adorable little tea-cup. and such a good price. Should I buy it or would it just get broken?” “Do my running cleats need replacing, or can I squeeze another winter out of them?” “Ooo, clearance sale at MEC; who can resist?!”

Well, actually, I can resist. And most of the time, I do. But, there’s this part of my brain chattering away in the background, making decisions about what I will and won’t buy … Every. Waking. Minute. Of. Every. Day.

Finally, that part of brain is starting to shut-up. The silence is unbelievable.

I’ve heard it before–climbing a glacier, hiking the West Coast Trail, or chilling on an Algonquin beach after a paddle. Now, I’m hearing that silence, here in Toronto, while living my every day life. Amazing. (And totally unexpected.)

“I never realized what a habit I had of scrolling through flyers and promo-emails in search of ‘stuff we could (maybe) use,'” says Peter, my husband. ” This challenge is saving me time. Now, I just go: Recycling! Fire-pit! Delete! I love it.”

At the airport, Aurora was distracted by one of the many glamorous (and appropriately positioned) gift shops–because ‘what else are people going to do while they wait?’

“Mommy, look at this! Can we get it? Will you buy it for me, please?”

It’s not that I EVER say ‘yes’ to such impulse requests (well, barely.) But, for some reason, I always feel compelled to look. Not this time. No need to even turn my head.

“No, no. We can’t. Remember?”

Pout.

“The game?”

Confused.

“The game: we’re trying to make it a whole year without buying anything!”

“Oh yeah. Hey, cool–look at that plane! It’s taking off! Whoa!”

And, done.

The moment we step out our door, open a newspaper, turn on the TV, the internet, or sometimes even chat with a friend, we are bombarded by propositions: to buy or not to buy.

Do you want this or that? Now or later? This price? This colour? This deal? This moment. This need. Suddenly, something we didn’t realize existed 20 minutes earlier is consuming our being. Sure, we might resist, but we still dedicate an incredible amount of brainpower to making that decision.

But, not when fasting! To the ever-present, ever-intrusive, annoyingly loud infestation of daily marketing, I thumb my nose in your general direction (which is every direction).

I was hoping this challenge would simplify my life, but I was thinking more about simplification through the de-cluttering of my house.

So far, the de-cluttering of my mind has been the far greater reward.

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10 thoughts on “Easy-peasy, decision’s breezy

  1. Thirteen days doesn’t sound like very long until I think of the things that we have “needed” to buy since Jan 1. You and your family are an inspiration. Keep it up, and keep on blogging.

  2. Bron,
    I am in love with this journey of yours and your family!! Looking forward to continue reading. As a shop-o-holic, I have much to learn from you!

  3. I’m sorry the honey isn’t doing it for your hair! But I did love this post! I spend SO much time thinking about buying things. Even when I don’t do it, like you said! Food for thought.

    • Interesting when we think not just of how much money being a consumer costs us, but how much brainpower and time as well, eh? Thanks for reading, Allie!

      And no worries about the honey. I’m super glad that I’m trying it. I’m going to hang-in there until at least the 2 week mark. So far, though, my hair feels gross! I washed it once with baking soda, and that helped reduce the grease, but I dunno … Are you having better luck? 🙂

      • It had actually been really great for me for two weeks – until yesterday, when I missed a day (I was washing every second day), and could I ever feel the difference. Then when I washed it oday instead, it was like I couldn’t undo the damage of waiting the extra day, because even after washing, it is now a greasy mess! Maybe a baking soda wash would get me back on track … ?

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