The Year of Less

Guys, it's been a week. Of coughing and sneezing and coughing some more and then tissues and some light crying. I'm a wimp. I sent my darling husband over to the apothecary earlier and she gave him something (presumably legal - I kid! this lady is my natural hero) that will help me to get better. And I feel, maybe not healed, but better than I have in a week so I wanted to share with you the magic of Cait Flanders' book The Year of Less. 

I have to admit that I was not a fan when I first started the book. The writing was lovely, but it made me feel uncomfortable as the author bared her soul about her past issues with alcohol and drugs. I just wanted to read a book about finances! Please teach me how to stop overshopping. 

This was Cait's incredibly gracious and wise reply on Instagram to my initial reaction to her book. #girlcrush

This was Cait's incredibly gracious and wise reply on Instagram to my initial reaction to her book. #girlcrush

But as I got further and further into the book, I realized that I felt uncomfortable because I could see myself reflected in some of the author's choices. While drugs have never been my coping method of choice, I haven't always had the healthiest relationship with alcohol (hi, youth filled with too much drinking) and credit cards. 

One of the greatest lessons I learned during these years is that whenever you're thinking of binging, it's usually because some part of you or your life feels like it's lacking -- and nothing you drink, eat, or buy can fix it. I know, because I've tried it all and none of it worked. Instead, you have to simplify, strip things away, and figure out what's really going on. Falling into the cycle of wanting more, consuming more, and needing even more won't help.
- Cait Flanders, The Year of Less

While there's so much wisdom in this book, one thing I could really related to is that, like Cait, I often shop for the person that I wish I were or could be, instead of the person that I am now. When I look at some of the recent purchases that I regret, one of the most obvious one is the bread machine that's sitting in our attic that I have used twice. Both times, I somehow managed to ruin the bread and it filled my house with the scent of failure. How many other things have I spent good money on over the years that I would realistically never use or enjoy? 

Verdict? Worth a read.