Another me...

I was in TK Maxx today, shopping for gifts. It's easily one of my favourite shops and I look forward to spending an hour or so browsing, admiring and discovering their vast array of all kinds of everything.

I think if I was a shop, I'd probably be TK Maxx.

No-one likes shopping with me as I'm slow and ponderous - something I really enjoy but it seems to frustrate everyone else - so I am a solo shopper and it suits me just fine.

I stumbled across this gorgeous jar of colourful buttons and was immediately drawn to it. Bright, interesting, quirky and beautiful - right up my street. I wanted to have it but realised, after pondering for 5 mins, that it's against my new, tidy policy. I need less stuff, not more.

But how can I enjoy beautiful things without actually owning them? How can I see that jar of buttons again and bring the instant smile to my face that it brought?

Why, blip ofcourse! Now I can see it anytime and not only that, be reminded of how I felt and what it made me think when I saw it.

I love blip - it's the journal that represents another me. The me that sometimes gets lost in the living.

This beautiful jar of buttons reminds me to hang on to my individual, creative, quirky, happy self. And I don't need to own it.

Perhaps that's today's lesson - we don't need to own the things that have the ability to reflect our best selves right back at us.

I love buttons. And blip. And TK Maxx!

Today outof10? A reflective 9.3 ❤️