Friday, April 27, 2012
Shit dosent happen. It accumulates. When you’re at home, doing nothing, for as long as I have been at home doing nothing (I’m counting down to the end of the 3rd month), a lot of things get put in perspective. For starters, the amount of shit that a couple can collect over two years and then again, the amount of shit that a single person can amass over the last 10 years. My god, I have so much shit it’s not funny. As a non-working person for the last 3 months, I’ve realised, you don’t need all this shit. No wonder our stay at home ‘home-maker’ mothers never felt much affiliation to anything other than the absurd interest in plastic dabbas and collecting a heap of polythene take-away bags. This collectment of shit is an occupational hazard. You have a shit meeting, you step out for lunch at the mall, you see some new hair serum that promises everlasting silkyness and because you feel like it, because u need that silkiness so badly right about now and just because you can, you buy it, thereby adding to an already overflowing collection of hair serums at home. I have 7 bottles of hair serum (for straighter hair) and 3 bottles (for silky hair). Then there are 17 bottles of shampoo, yes 17, I’m not shitting you. 6 moisturisers. 4 facial spritzers. 15 bottles of perfume. 2 bodysprays. And I’m not getting into the amount of makeup I have. It’s too embarrassing. The funniest thing is, after the cursory first time, I will always go back to my standard head and shoulders, no conditioner, no serum, Neutrogena sun-screen, no moisturizer routine. Please tell me I’m not mad and there are others like you out there. Also what does one do with all this shit? Anywhere to donate like clothes donations?