Like most American women, I have a fairly decent wardrobe. But, as the rumblings of the Great Recession became louder and louder I began to reflect on how I was living my life and this feeling that maybe…just maybe, I had enough. Enough clothes, enough shoes, enough food. I had enough. Why wasn’t I happy with what I had? Why did I need more? Now, as we had become used to being called consumers instead of citizens, this felt like a rejection of the American lifestyle. Shouldn’t I be shopping to help out America???But, what about helping myself?? I was in debt-still, and claiming ignorance about money wasn’t cutting it. As I uttered the words “I have nothing to wear” I found myself realizing that I was full of it. But, as I watched opportunities flit by, continued to work a job I had to work because I had limited my choices through debt, I began to examine every financial decision that I was making, beginning with shopping.

Pair of shoes that I haven’t worn yet. I will wear them…in the Fall!

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