I never find anything at TJ Maxx.
Except the bathroom.
I always find the bathroom.
And it was on my way to the bathroom that I spotted these beauties:
I literally stopped dead in my tracks and, for a minute, it was just me and these orange-flowered plates in the room.
I. Was. Smitten.
But I wasn’t in the store to buy plates.
I was there to use the bathroom.
Nevertheless, after completing my mission, I decided to pass by the plates again. This time I picked one up and lovingly traced one of its embossed blue butterflies.
“You don’t need plates. You have plenty at home,” I reminded myself. So I slowly set the dish back on the rack and wandered towards to door.
But then I stopped in the clothes.
And then I strolled through the gourmet coffee.
And then I found myself back in the plate aisle.
As a minimalist (and a penny pincher), I can think of a hundred reasons NOT to buy something. However, I’ve found that depriving myself of the things I really, really want only make me bitter; like I can never, ever have what my heart truly desires.
My first big step in buying myself what I really, really wanted happened 3 years ago in the cereal aisle. I’d craved Raisin Nut Bran for years, and that day I finally closed my eyes to the $3.50 price tag and threw a box in the cart. Not only did I enjoy every bite, but we also didn’t go bankrupt because of it. Imagine that.
A few years ago, I would have left these plates behind and as a result would have felt the world grow a little colder.
But I didn’t leave.
I got down on one knee and said,
Plates, you are the most beautiful crockery in the whole wide world. May I take you home?
And guess what?
I said yes!
To those of you in need of a little encouragement today, how about giving yourself some?
Love on yourself. Say yes to yourself. Say yes to the plates.
P.S. I’m still a minimalist so I plan on getting rid of a small set of plates I don’t use very much to make room for these. 🙂
Plates by 222 Fifth, Style “Zoe White”