Some of you may remember that I have my own collection of sorts. I’m addicted to hair products and then because of the miracle of beauty these products claim to possess I can NEVER part with them. I figure the longer I hold on to them the more likely the promise of “dream hair” will come true. That all of a sudden I’ll be transformed into the girl in the commercial with the long flowing hair, so full of volume (I love me some big hair!), shine and perkiness that so gracefully cascades and swirls around your shoulders with a simple little toss of the head. You know what I’m talking about. Never mind that I don’t even have long hair but you know, I could, if I had just the right hair product. I get sucked in to the dream each and every time.
I first posted about this addiction of mine last year. At that time I did whittle the collection down somewhat but the other day as I was trying to get something out of my dressing table, only to get frustrated because of the mess of it, I said “enough is enough”.
What occurred to me during this process though is sometimes it just isn’t about the space. You can see I have the space to put it all back in nice and neatly but what is the purpose of hanging on to something if I am not using it? True I may use them, one day. These are all perfectly good products but I was tired of the failure hanging over my head.
Sometimes you just have to cut your losses and move on and then hopefully learn from your mistakes. In one year I don’t want to be right back where I started. So I’ve looked at all these products and recognized them for what they really are, a burden.
Decisions waiting to be made.
I want to live purposefully, with intention, even with the little things.
I want everything in my home to have a purpose or be truly enjoyed. I want to remind myself of that each and every time I go to the store.
My hair products in large supply served no purpose to me. So I stepped up and made the decision to let the majority of them go and boy it feels great. I know you can’t really tell from these pictures but I got rid of a laundry basket full of stuff and my girlfriends were pleased to take it off my hands :)
What’s holding you back from living a life of intention?