The Green-Eyed Monster

This year more than any other I find that I’m suffering from a terrible thing. Normally it just comes and goes, but lately I just can’t shake it. I’m suffering from a great bout of envy and hoping that someone reading this could provide me with a cure.

Envy is often associated with the colour green or a green-eyed monster because nothing good ever comes from it. Envy is definitely different from being jealous. To me jealously is when you are resentful to the people who have what you desire. I'm not that way at all. I’m very happy for all my friends that are successful. Actually, I try to be a super fan for everyone I am close to and will do everything I can to help them. Envy on the other hand is wanting what others have, desiring to possess what they possess. You can be envious of tangible and intangible things like a car, relationships, wealth, and good looks.

I am envious of so many things right now that I’m beginning to realize that I have a problem. I have house envy, vacation envy, car envy, beauty envy, fitness envy, intelligence envy, engagement envy, style envy, and much more.

I know that I'm more fortunate than a lot of people, but after awhile that reasoning is not enough to subside my feelings. I’m grateful for the things that I have been given and have experienced. I’m also proud of what I have accomplished on my own. I’m a smart woman but for some reason I can’t figure out why I'm not perfectly content right now. I’m always looking for the next thing to accomplish, what I can do to improve my life, or looking for something fun and exciting to happen.

If Dr.Phil was reading my entry I’m sure he would say my feelings have something to do with my confidence. If it were Gary Zukav (all from Oprah by the way) he would say that my feelings stem from a fear of something. Maybe they are both right. I do lack confidence in myself. Hence why I thrive in environments where I get constant reassurance and compliments. On some level, I guess I also fear what the future holds for me. But knowing both of these things doesn’t change the way I have been feeling this year. Perhaps it is just another symptom of the quarter life crisis!

Like most things, I'm sure this will eventually pass but in the meantime I need to know if I'm the only one that is experiencing these feelings.

She works hard for the money. So hard for it honey!

Well I did it.

I can officially cross one more thing off my list of things to do in this lifetime. On Saturday I hosted my very first garage sale. To those of you who have not attempted one, let me be the first to say it is a lot harder then it sounds but should be something everyone experiences.

Growing up my family was never into garage sales. My parents would never have one let alone go to one. Instead we were more like pack rats and kept everything in our house. However this year I have found myself wanting to purge. The feeling of getting rid of junk and things I have been holding onto for no reason is uplifting! I have become addicted to decluttering and hope to encourage others to do the same.

So in light of my new found purging passion I decided to have a garage sale. Initially in my mind it was going to be small but once my boyfriend, his family, and my family got involved it got a little out of hand. We had a ton of stuff but good stuff. In my mind we should have made thousands of dollars, which in the garage sale world translates into a few hundred dollars.

We setup shop at Dave’s Aunt’s house, which was the best place to be. There were a ton of avid shoppers ranging from the sweet and timid type to the snarling, bully type. We got rid of most of our items and gave the remainder away to a reusable centre.

Now that it is all said and done, I'm glad I did it.

Besides the extra cash, I would have to say my favourite part was doing it with Dave. I always find working together on something whether it is painting a room or doing a garage sale builds on our relationship. We do make a good team.

Besides that, I learned that deep down I love selling things. I’m better in a retail setting but overall I love chatting it up with people and convincing them to get something. Mark my words people, one day I will find a way to work that side of me into a million dollar career.

I also learned that garage sales are not for me. I’m not afraid of a little hard work. Being a hard worker is part of being a Burroughs. That being said, I will only put in 110% when I know the outcome it worthwhile. Thankfully Dave and I made a lot of money to put into savings, but for the lack of sleep, cuts and bruises, and sore feet I would have rather given the stuff away to a charity and spent the day at the spa!!

For those of you who continue to have annual garage sale I say, “Much respect!”

Looking for some inspiration.

I’m sorry for lengthy delay between my last posting to now. I have lost a little bit of inspiration lately along with being consumed by the socializing that come along with summer. I promise to write again soon, but for now you will have to settle with a thought...

“Since birth modern women have been told we can do and be anything we want. Be an astronaut, head of an internet company, a stay at home Mum. There aren’t any rules anymore and the choices are endless and apparently they can all be delivered right to your door. But is it possible that we gotten so spoiled by choices that we’ve become unable to make one. That a part of us knows that once you choose something; one man, one great apartment, one amazing job, another option goes away. Are we a generation of women who can’t choice just one from column A. Do we all have too much to handle or can we really have it all?”