I’ve been trying to figure out why it’s been so ridiculously easy for me to quit shopping. So easy, in fact, that I’ve felt like I must be cheating somehow.
There are three options that I can see:
- I was never really hooked in the first place
- I’m finding enough loopholes to keep up the habit anyway
- I’m still hungover from my drunkenness.
I think it’s probably a combination of all three, but the most interesting one is the latter. I’m not a drinker, but I get the impression that when you’re hungover, you really don’t feel the need for another drink. Quitting shopping is easy when you’ve been drunk off of consumerism so long that there is actually nothing you could possibly need.
The deal was that if I needed something, instead of buying, I’d make, or borrow, or swap. It has been two and a half months and I’ve neither made, nor borrowed, nor swapped. I’m full up of stuff.
So why on earth did I shop before? I guess it must have been a hobby; a past time or entertainment.
So now? Well I just replace it with dinners or friends or reading or whatever else I feel like doing and that is that. Because at the moment there’s nothing I need. I’m still drunk from before.
sarsrose 
I’ve noticed a cyclical habit to our spending and I’m going to try to track our spending better so we can cut down on unneeded things more. In the spring, we usually like to buy something big for the home,