on stuff
October 29th, 2007
I think I have enough bedsheets to last me a lifetime. That is if all my sheets are as durable as these 70’s ones, handed down by my mother. (Somehow I doubt that.) It bugs me that I may have to buy some sheets if I spend next year in Holland. There is only so much things you can pack in one suitcase, you know.
I like old things. They are like family members, they have always been there. They hold memories. They outlast new things.
Sometimes I think the way out of this overconsumption is not less materialism but more. How about being so particular in our consumption that we only want things that will last us thirty years. I want to move into that direction. I am still toying with the idea of some kind of buying strike too.
Guess I’ll never work in advertising, huh? Although I’d kind of like to start my own “eco ad-agency” and use all the things learned at my marketing classes for good. I’d do marketing for organic cosmetics, soy milk, wind power… it’s a growing market after all.
P.S. My best deed in a while: ordering a diva cup. We’ll see how that goes.. (I mean, I will. No one else will see a thing!)