I've never been particularly house proud, or interested in acquiring stuff for the home. That has always been the everlovin's department. Buying utilitarian items like bed sheets and bathroom towels was tiresome, a waste of money and not interesting enough to warrant much thought. Sure, nice stuff is nice, but if you spend a lot of money on it or get emotionally attached, then the worry creeps in that it will get damaged - or worse the anger when it does.
That still makes sense to me, but I am questioning it. Lately I've been shopping. For towels. For bed linen. For homewares. It may be because we are so terribly uncomfortable in this rental property, or it may be that I am weary of threadbare bath towels that don't really dry the skin, that never dry themselves and involves a lot of laundry and wondering where all the towels be at. It's probably that last one.
I'm trying to purchase quality products responsibly, and reminding myself that the 'perfect not be the enemy of the good' and have so far been happy with the results of this spending out. It is the simple things in life that can make you happy - crawling into a soft, clean, warm bed. Drying your skin with a fluffy towel and standing on an effective bath matt while you do it. It is in keeping with a minimalist journey to have simple, good quality items that you need fewer of and will last longer.
It's one of the lessons that I acknowledge but have difficulty puting into practice.