- DO NOT.
We minimalists cringe at the thought of having to find a place for something new when we have already established a place for all of our current belongings. We often see things in stores that we think are ‘cute’ or ‘funny’ but unless it’s useful we will not buy it. In fact, every time someone gifts us an item we were not already planning to go buy ourselves, we die a little inside. If you are still reading, you obviously do not plan to heed number one. So, here are a few acceptable gifts; if you must:
If it’s edible, I will likely keep it and eat it. And if you outdid yourself and made one of my favorites like peanut butter cookies, I might even wash and return your Tupperware. Gift cards are also a good choice.
No one wants to spend their hard-earned money on gloves, hats, or socks, but they are necessities (that seem to always go missing). I like to hike and my favorite socks are made of wool and $16 a pair. That is a gift I would certainly keep and appreciate.
Few things hit me right in the feels more than receiving a heartfelt mixtape. mix CD? Flash drive?? Playlist??? It’s all the same. Not sure what kind of music I like? It doesn’t matter. It could be songs from the soundtrack of that movie we saw together back in the summer. Songs with lyrics that are an inside joke between us. Or just songs that you like; and I will know you even better after listening to them. Or best of all: Tickets to go see a concert with me.
Or more specifically: movie tickets. Who doesn’t like a night out at the movies? I may go months without going to the movies on my own dollar, but I always go within a few weeks of receiving movie tickets.
I hope this was helpful for minimalists and shopaholics alike!
Why does Batman look so derpy on Arkham Knight??
As I sat on the couch reading last night I couldn’t help peeking over my book to watch my boyfriend (as Batman) creeping along a cable on twinkle toes, his cape fluttering behind him. The voice actor didn’t do Batman’s voice justice and his shoulders were so out of proportion it was comical. The physical attributes I was seeing on the screen were meant for Batman, but what I saw in my mind’s eye was something more akin to:
Bob Parr aka Mr. Incredible
This held my interest for a few minutes and then I resumed reading and slipped into a couch coma. A few hours later, I got up and moved my nest to the bedroom and fell right to sleep again. About 2:30 am I woke up to someone laughing loudly in the bed.
It was me.
I had been dreaming that I was watching a Batman musical. Of course it was the same scene I had watched in the video game earlier, but with a much more flamboyant Batman. He was singing in an over-the-top Batman voice of the Christian Bale variety and swinging around lampposts in Arkham. Sleeping me found this hysterical and I laughed loud enough to wake myself up. Conscious me felt amusement, a hot wave of embarrassment, and later a compulsion to share. You’re welcome.
Last night I found out about several wildfires that had sprung up in Tennessee and North Carolina (and are spreading across the south) caused by high winds and downed power lines in an ongoing drought. Rain was on its way and expected to help douse the flames but had not made it there yet. The last I heard three resorts and over one hundred homes were damaged or lost to the fire as of this morning, but luckily there had been no fatalities. School buses were helping to evacuate neighborhoods to a safe area and fire crews from other counties had joined in to help battle the blaze.
I can’t imagine losing your house, maybe the only home you have ever known, and all your belongings-in the cold of November. I’ve never heard of fires so destructive in that area before. I know the woods will come back stronger and healthier next year after the fire and I hope all the displaced families and businesses do as well.
On a personal level this situation feels so surreal even as a tourist just watching the live video. I got married and had my honeymoon in Gatlinburg in 2004. In 2016 I am going through divorce, living with my two kids in my parent’s house, trying to shake the life that I lived for twelve years and start anew. Now I turn on the television to watch the place where we were married engulfed in flames and can’t help but see synchronicity.
via Daily Prompt: Liminal
No longer married,
but not yet divorced either.
What is the hold up?