I Love Things.

Just things.  Having them.  I try to not be materialistic, and I succeed only by not measuring myself by my possessions. 

As far as I can figure, this materialism comes from two places.  Well, actually one place and then the "things" come two different ways.

I like to learn new things.  There, I said it.  If I hear too much about someone's adventures with something that I have no knowledge of, it's only so long before I can set off to explore on my own.  It's how I entertain myself.

Thus, I acquire the aforementioned "things" through two routes:

1. The "thing" is the new skill/talent/etc: such as a musical instrument or a gaming system.
2. The new skill/talent/etc requires certain tools to be successful.  Like cooking, golfing, etc.

The buck stops there.  My closet has hardly any clothes hanging in it.  We just bought a bigger TV, used, and that was mostly my husband's interest.  I don't seek out new decor for the house or new dishes for the kitchen.

But I was sitting here this morning feeling like a spoiled brat after having decided that I would buy a Wii Fit with my Christmas money after getting both the piano bench and the two amazing kitchen knives that I asked for this Christmas.  Not to mention that, between the husband and I, we acquired Rock Band 2, Mario Kart and Zelda: Twilight Princess for the Wii over the holidays.  Okay, so I am kind of spoiled...