<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244</id><updated>2012-01-25T19:22:11.400-06:00</updated><category term='living simple'/><category term='simple living'/><category term='frugality'/><category term='organizing'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='recycling'/><category term='Challenge'/><category term='Mental Hack'/><category term='consumerism'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Renouncement</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2578269698386566883</id><published>2011-07-03T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T10:45:34.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still On the Wagon!</title><content type='html'>Updating my blog seems to be few and far between these days! Well I am still around, maybe just not feeling as inspired about blogging as I have been in the past. It doesn't feel like that much has changed, but here are some status updates:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minimalism/De-cluttering&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got rid of a LOT of stuff during 2010. The process has slowed because I have packed up most of my belongings so they can sit in storage at the moment. My living situation is still in limbo as it relates to my recent graduation and finding a DAMN job! Everything that was packed away was carefully sorted and culled through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I decided I was going to get a handle on my medical records and put my already scanned info into Google Health. Well, I got some new prescriptions a few weeks ago that I was going to log in to my Google Health account. When I logged in, I found out they are shutting down the service at the end of this year! Doh! If you know of any personal medical records services, please leave a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exercise/Health&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In May I went on vacation and well, my good eating went straight out the door. I gained 10 lbs. and got rid of 5 lbs. pretty easily once back. The last 5 lbs. has been a lot harder. Throw in having a stomach virus to the mix which totally created havoc. Turns out that sick tummies don't really like hardcore protein, which is my staple when getting my weight back where it needs to be. So I stuck with noodles and broth. You better believe that I didn't feel like swinging a kettle bell or anything else that was fitness related! This morning I noticed that I am (barely) back to my pre-vacation weight and ready to work on this fat that was there prior to the trip! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Job Seeking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This area, by far, has been sucking the life out of me! I'm fortunate that I have a roof over my head and I can pay my bills (well, save for those student loans that got deferred for the time being). So many people are in the same boat as me and so it is really hard! I am working with at least 5 different staffing agencies and signed up with too many job websites to count! It has been a much slower process than I anticipated and working with recruiters is absolutely painful because, well, the field is rife with idiots. What used to be an industry of relationship building has now turned into an impersonal, high-volume and computer based mess. I know that spending a HUGE amount of time to create a flawless resume where all the formatting is lost once it is submitted into a giant database is futile. Making usernames and passwords for every site I apply at is time wasting. Slowly, but surely, I am starting to understand "the game" and how to get around it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still living simply and fugally. Not having a steady income can sure get you there, but it feels like having more time and not being constantly rushed is what got me mostly on track. I don't feel like I am as quick to react when it comes to buying stuff. There is also more time to make better food choices when I am not sitting at a desk, slammed with work and so brain dead that a Coke or M&amp;amp;M's seems like a quick fix. There are always positives and negatives no matter what your situation is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2578269698386566883?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2578269698386566883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-on-wagon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2578269698386566883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2578269698386566883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-on-wagon.html' title='Still On the Wagon!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-5749317340704114262</id><published>2010-10-01T15:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:04:10.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Update</title><content type='html'>Wow. It has been over three weeks since I last wrote on my blog! I would love to tell you all that I have brainstorming some wonderful ideas, but that just isn't the case. I have been busy helping other people. A friend of mine that I have known since middle school is going through some really tough health problems. In fact, her first trip to the hospital was right after my last post and she recently had another stay last week. They think she has multiple sclerosis or neuromyelitis optica. This last flare up she had has left her unable to walk without assistance or see clearly. It also permanently damaged her optical nerve, thus taking away some of her eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to extract as many life lessons as I can out of everything. Being there for my friend has humbled me in so many ways. She is so mentally strong &amp;amp; positive (at least outwardly). We crack jokes about her potentially going blind and her beating me with her cane when I help too much. We make the best of it and I have not witnessed one ounce of bitterness from her. She has no family in this state and she will more than likely end up moving to be closer to her family so that they can take care of her for the long haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole experience has made me more grateful. I am not grateful for the things that you might be thinking of, like that I have my health. What I am grateful for is that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be there for her throughout this part of her life, when she needed someone the most. Most 29 year olds don't have to tackle something this big and serious, but so far, we have made a great team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By the way, thanks for all the new comments from readers! I appreciated all of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-5749317340704114262?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/5749317340704114262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5749317340704114262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5749317340704114262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-update.html' title='A Little Update'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4808093226205936407</id><published>2010-09-09T12:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T13:48:09.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From An Estate Sale</title><content type='html'>As many of you already know, I have been assisting some family members in a series of estate sales that consisted of stuff owned by my great uncle and his sister. This last weekend was estate sale number 3. It moved a lot of stuff, but not as much as we hoped. There is now as much stuff after the third sale than most people start out with in their first estate sale! Yes, it was stressful. Yes, it was a LOT of hard work. There is some wisdom that was gained though and now I am passing it along to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. More than likely, your stuff isn't worth as much as you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did any of catch that episode of Hoarders recently with Sir Patrick who collected art, antiques and dolls? He thought he would net at least $50k at an auction of his stuff. Turns out he received about $7k instead. I think there is a tendency to overvalue our possessions. It definitely stings when we know how much hard earned money we fork over for stuff and yet it is often worthless or close to worthless in a short amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;If you are holding on to many possessions in hopes of them being valuable one day, is the cost of storing them in-line with the potential profit? For example, say you are holding on to a box of magazines and the only place you have to store them is in a garage. Variables such as weather and insects will probably destroy any potential profit over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The remedy: &lt;/span&gt;Ask yourself with purchasing something if you are okay with the value rapidly declining. Only buy things when you can live with that outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. If you own a lot of things or are disorganized, it will inevitably cause stress for someone when you die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death of a loved one is hard! Factor in legal issues like guardianship, wills and probate, it quickly becomes overload! Some people take the easy way and just let their loved ones deal with the entire burden AFTER their death. I personally believe that is a cop out. What better of a gesture to your survivors than to have an organized plan of action? I happen to think that my great uncle would have done things differently if he would have known that we were STILL working on his estate close to two years after the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The remedy:&lt;/span&gt; Don't put off envisioning your legacy. None of us know when we will die. We are in control of how we live though. Have the hard conversations even if they are uncomfortable. Make an action plan and start moving on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Don't let possessions tear up your family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so many people, the passing of a loved one can cause huge family rifts. Relatives can become preoccupied with their need of physical items in order to hold on to memories associated with them. It can be a part of the grieving process, yet there is damage caused to relationships with the living. Is being "in the right" worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The remedy:&lt;/span&gt; I think those of us that take up a life of simplicity have quite an advantage in this area over others. Leading a life that doesn't revolve around the attachment of possessions is quite liberating. There have been times when I caught myself miffed about how another relative laid claim to a table or something similar without asking anyone else. I reminded myself that my relationship with the deceased took precedence over anything else. When you rise above, the rest doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are inspired to take some action by envisioning your legacy. It is definitely on my project list now. I will blog about the steps I take to make the lives of the people I love a little easier should anything ever happen to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4808093226205936407?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4808093226205936407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/09/lessons-from-estate-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4808093226205936407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4808093226205936407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/09/lessons-from-estate-sale.html' title='Lessons From An Estate Sale'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-6134020118888908420</id><published>2010-08-23T08:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T09:30:44.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Time For Something New</title><content type='html'>I spent the past 31 days documenting the possessions that I was parting with. There has been a lot going on behind the scenes too, like finishing school and helping other people declutter their spaces. I can honestly say that a lot more than 31 things have left, but more importantly, I took the next step with this blog. Renouncement had been in and out of dormancy and had practically no readers (save for the one character who called me a "b00b" regarding my posting on the state of the economy... yeah, deleted). Now I have a handful of regulars and I am really grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My true passion is for writing longer and better articles. In order to do that, my personal Thing a Day Challenge is officially over. Several great pieces are on the way, so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is list of the rest of the things I parted with:&lt;br /&gt;-4 purses&lt;br /&gt;-3 scarves&lt;br /&gt;-2 belts&lt;br /&gt;-3 tank tops&lt;br /&gt;-box of party invitations&lt;br /&gt;-3 very small stuffed animals&lt;br /&gt;-dream catcher&lt;br /&gt;-pair of gym shorts&lt;br /&gt;-Halloween wig&lt;br /&gt;-several keychains&lt;br /&gt;-two small jewelry boxes, one jewelry pouch&lt;br /&gt;-various types of jewelry&lt;br /&gt;-several binders&lt;br /&gt;-old eyeliner pencils&lt;br /&gt;-candle plate&lt;br /&gt;-pair of cropped pants&lt;br /&gt;-2 old craft projects&lt;br /&gt;-framed art piece&lt;br /&gt;-leather business case&lt;br /&gt;-notepads&lt;br /&gt;-many pounds of paper after digitizing more of my personal documents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too shabby, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-6134020118888908420?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/6134020118888908420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-for-something-new.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6134020118888908420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6134020118888908420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-for-something-new.html' title='Time For Something New'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-340904876484949478</id><published>2010-08-21T13:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T14:03:50.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 31 - Cord Organizers</title><content type='html'>These didn't exactly live up to my expectations for cord management. They were an inexpensive find at Ikea, but I didn't like how there was no way of stopping the cords from unraveling from it. A twistie tie would have actually worked better. Live and learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/THAiTUMObQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uEWdhOEBiVo/s1600/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/THAiTUMObQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uEWdhOEBiVo/s320/P1010010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507940059506961666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-340904876484949478?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/340904876484949478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-31-cord-organizers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/340904876484949478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/340904876484949478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-31-cord-organizers.html' title='Day 31 - Cord Organizers'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/THAiTUMObQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uEWdhOEBiVo/s72-c/P1010010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-7812550807677392264</id><published>2010-08-21T11:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T13:04:51.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Making Connections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/THAUwELO-HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0OL42TZUpY4/s1600/P1010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/THAUwELO-HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0OL42TZUpY4/s320/P1010056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507925160261253234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no lack of inspiration these days for striving to live a more minimal and simplistic existence. The internet has lots of websites, blogs and articles devoted to such topics. There are talk shows with dedicated topics on the issue as well as television shows dedicated to scare people straight from the tendency to hoard clutter! Occasionally though, inspiration can be found in seemingly strange places. One such place for me was reading a book entitled &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beyond-Backpacking-Jardines-Lightweight-Hiking/dp/0963235931/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1282408331&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Beyond Backpacking: Ray Jardine's Guide to Lightweight Hiking&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book dives deep into the subject of going to what some would call "extreme measures" to lighten up your pack weight when going backpacking. When Jardine first started writing about this subject, he was considered crazy! The tradition among backpackers was to carry huge packs that could easily weigh 60 pounds, not including food or water. "Sturdy" (think heavy) boots were touted as a necessity in the backpacking world. Outdoor equipment marketers mostly sold their wares by instilling fear that mother nature would rip you to shreds unless you bought their products. Ray Jardine made waves and enemies by renouncing traditional methods and ideas. Jardine and his wife got their base pack weight under 10 pounds each and then wrote about the methods in his books. This marked the beginning of a more widespread awareness and adoption of what is now known as "ultralight backpacking".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvious parallels between ultralight backpacking and what could be considered ultralight lifestyles (voluntary simplicity &amp;amp; minimalism) can be found with a bit of effort. To paraphrase Ray's philosophy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;if I need it and I don't have it, I don't need it&lt;/span&gt;. I am guessing that many of you reading this are not backpackers, but most of us can resonate with that philosophy in some way within everyday life. I am not suggesting that everyone should run right out to get their hands on a copy of this book, but what I am suggesting is that we all keep an open mind. Having an open mind allows us to find interconnectedness among seemingly non-connected areas in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The pic is one I took on a backpacking trip to the Guadalupe Mountains.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-7812550807677392264?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/7812550807677392264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/making-connections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/7812550807677392264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/7812550807677392264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/making-connections.html' title='Making Connections'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/THAUwELO-HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0OL42TZUpY4/s72-c/P1010056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-5265323420500490778</id><published>2010-08-20T12:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:23:10.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 30  - Jewelry Crafts</title><content type='html'>I have invested so much money over the years in acquiring craft supplies! Jewelry making has been something I have been interested since I was a kid. I thought at one time that I would make a living out of it, but it is too hard to compete out there in the market. There is plenty of competition from others trying to do the same, as well as the super cheap mass produced stuff coming out of China. I have had this box for years of stuff that I had made, yet I had no clue where to sell it or how to set pricing for it. I let my cousin pick out what she wanted and then donated the rest. While I did enjoy making jewelry, I haven't picked up any of my tools in sometime to create more. The supplies may be next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TG64D3sPCBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bu0ttvjTkpI/s1600/P1010008+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TG64D3sPCBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bu0ttvjTkpI/s320/P1010008+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507541770949298194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-5265323420500490778?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/5265323420500490778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-30-jewelry-crafts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5265323420500490778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5265323420500490778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-30-jewelry-crafts.html' title='Day 30  - Jewelry Crafts'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TG64D3sPCBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bu0ttvjTkpI/s72-c/P1010008+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8653263412925129396</id><published>2010-08-19T21:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:38:26.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 29 - Concert T-shirt</title><content type='html'>I did actually go to this concert and even got a t-shirt. I must be very picky about my t-shirts though since this one feels bulky and a little snug in the neckline. Living in a hot and humid climate makes it hard to want to wear it! Fortunately I have some great digital memories from the concert to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TG3pjru9CEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hxxUB-JBPvo/s1600/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TG3pjru9CEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hxxUB-JBPvo/s320/P1010004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507314718588340290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8653263412925129396?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8653263412925129396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-29-concert-t-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8653263412925129396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8653263412925129396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-29-concert-t-shirt.html' title='Day 29 - Concert T-shirt'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TG3pjru9CEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/hxxUB-JBPvo/s72-c/P1010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-3532809154643393062</id><published>2010-08-18T10:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:54:03.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just get what you need...</title><content type='html'>I really do believe the world works in mysterious ways. I took a big bag of stuff to a charity the other day, but I didn't feel good about it like I normally do. The more I thought about it, the more it came to me why that was the case. You see, my process is like an onion or a series of concentric circles. &lt;br /&gt;Getting past the first layers were easy, in fact, I do them everyday with junk mail. The next couple layers were increasingly more difficult. "I have the space to keep lots of items and it even looks aesthetically appealing." That is the old me. To dig deeper is so hard because I am shedding the mid layer of non-essentials, but these are items that weren't cheap! My inner cheapskate was now in a struggle with my inner minimalist (for lack of a better word). It was a bloody mental battle!!! I then realized that my bedroom is the staging area for the accumulation and processing of this stuff I had been sitting on the fence about. I missed my clear physical space and I missed my clear mental space. So I bagged up 99% of this "potentially valuable" stuff and donated it. I felt sick to my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;In a wonderful stroke of serendipity though, &lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/simple-wasteless/"&gt;Zen Habits&lt;/a&gt; had just the blog entry I was needing to read today. I feel better about the big purge already. What's funny is that I would give the same advice to someone else, anytime and anywhere! Sometimes we just need to hear it from someone different than ourselves when it is our own onion we are peeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-3532809154643393062?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/3532809154643393062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-you-just-get-what-you-need.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/3532809154643393062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/3532809154643393062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-you-just-get-what-you-need.html' title='Sometimes you just get what you need...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-434582415006404297</id><published>2010-08-18T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:42:14.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28 - Spiral Candles</title><content type='html'>These were purchased from a candle chain that was going out of business. I know I have come a long way over the years because I used to buy things just because they were cheap and cool looking, not because I had an actual need. Hanging out at the mall is no longer fun for me. The act of going to the mall makes me more anxious than anything these days. It reminds me of the deeply unfulfilled life that I once had. Shopping was the only bandage that seemed effective at the time. Things are different now and I am immensely grateful for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGvvXlINUuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/00dqTWEEGfM/s1600/P1010001+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGvvXlINUuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/00dqTWEEGfM/s320/P1010001+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506758157773132514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-434582415006404297?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/434582415006404297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-28-spiral-candles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/434582415006404297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/434582415006404297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-28-spiral-candles.html' title='Day 28 - Spiral Candles'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGvvXlINUuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/00dqTWEEGfM/s72-c/P1010001+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-341391954526426991</id><published>2010-08-17T18:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T18:42:39.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 27 - Postage Stamp Pins</title><content type='html'>I think I might have already mentioned that a stamp collection was started for me when I was a child. Well it didn't include only actual stamps! I had puzzles, necklaces, books and these stamp pins to go along with my stamps. I never wore these and would never in the future (maybe because of my hatred of the USPS). So bon voyage stamp pins, I hope someone loves you out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGsXvm0sHJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XzVHHatvVac/s1600/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGsXvm0sHJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XzVHHatvVac/s320/P1010008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506521076033395858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-341391954526426991?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/341391954526426991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-27-postage-stamp-pins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/341391954526426991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/341391954526426991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-27-postage-stamp-pins.html' title='Day 27 - Postage Stamp Pins'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGsXvm0sHJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XzVHHatvVac/s72-c/P1010008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-5622984269723856509</id><published>2010-08-16T08:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:53:57.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 26 - Over-The-Door Hooks</title><content type='html'>These were totally a "just in case" item. I prefer not to have anything hanging on the backs of my doors, although I do from time to time. By not having these, hopefully it won't bring anymore encouragement! I believe this was a principle I read about in Clear Your Clutter With Feng Shui by &lt;a href="http://www.spaceclearing.com/html/"&gt;Karen Kingston &lt;/a&gt;which is a really good book for those of you who haven't read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGlA4WOFxgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UlBpAIWB0K8/s1600/P1010015+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGlA4WOFxgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UlBpAIWB0K8/s320/P1010015+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506003356218672642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-5622984269723856509?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/5622984269723856509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-26-over-door-hooks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5622984269723856509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5622984269723856509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-26-over-door-hooks.html' title='Day 26 - Over-The-Door Hooks'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGlA4WOFxgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UlBpAIWB0K8/s72-c/P1010015+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4840714413442952277</id><published>2010-08-15T15:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:39:09.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 25 - Photography Supplies</title><content type='html'>Ever take a class that changes your life? Photography was life changing for me! This wasn't the easy kind where one would snap a digital picture and Photoshop it to perfection! This class was very difficult because there was so much attention to detail (that is even one of my strengths). I learned how to cut and roll my own film in bulk. I painstakingly had to load it on to a spool to put in the developing canister and then go through the entire chemical process of developing it. After that comes using an enlarger to print your pictures... by hand! It is extremely tedious and time consuming, but perhaps something you can only truly appreciate if you have done it all the hard way. I feel incredibly grateful when I see photographic work now that is done in the traditional process because that person put in so much hard work in creating it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I was very fortunate to attend a school that had a well stocked photography department. To recreate even a small lab would be quite an investment. I purchased the materials in the picture for class and this was some of what was leftover. I decided to donate it to the school that I went to. Hopefully these tools can help change someone else's life too.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGhRuY44jCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JXUre5NC_uY/s1600/Photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGhRuY44jCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JXUre5NC_uY/s320/Photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505740401857301538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4840714413442952277?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4840714413442952277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-25-photography-supplies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4840714413442952277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4840714413442952277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-25-photography-supplies.html' title='Day 25 - Photography Supplies'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGhRuY44jCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JXUre5NC_uY/s72-c/Photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-6683335029676558334</id><published>2010-08-14T14:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:32:02.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24 - Craft Supplies</title><content type='html'>My rollaway craft cabinet has seen quite a bit of decluttering lately! This collection included acrylic pants, blank cards, ribbon, foam stamps, lots of scrapbook paper and other odds &amp; ends. I know an art teacher and so I gave these supplies to him so that the kids in his class could make good use out of it. It was great timing too since the school year is about to begin again. I held on to the two actual scrapbooks that are pictured since they wouldn't need them for art class. They are going to either be given away or sold. It was one heavy box by the time it was full! That is at least 20lbs. of stuff that is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGbtiB8fF4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/vKVTxFjlS_s/s1600/Supplies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGbtiB8fF4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/vKVTxFjlS_s/s320/Supplies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505348763400476546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-6683335029676558334?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/6683335029676558334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-24-craft-supplies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6683335029676558334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6683335029676558334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-24-craft-supplies.html' title='Day 24 - Craft Supplies'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGbtiB8fF4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/vKVTxFjlS_s/s72-c/Supplies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-9028173438745040812</id><published>2010-08-13T16:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:25:58.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mental Hack'/><title type='text'>A New Habit</title><content type='html'>I wasn't forced to do much as a child. It was a mostly carefree existence when it came to chores. That was probably due to the fact that I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;liked&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to clean and organize stuff! One thing that seemed rather pointless to me was making my bed though. I even had a daybed which makes the process so much easier! It seemed like a waste of my time to fix something that I was going to turn around and unfix in a matter of hours! I recently changed that though. It could be that because I don't have a regular job and spend a lot more time at home that it started to bother me. One day I got tired of looking at the mess of pillows and sheets and decided to make it. Whenever I walked into the room, I noticed that I perceived it differently. Then I did it again the next day and so on for about three weeks now. If I haven't accomplished anything in a day, at least my bed looks good. Over time, I think it has actually made me more productive. A mess of a bed has an inviting appearance. It begs to be laid it for a quick break which can turn into a longer nap period. I also spray some lavender scent in between the sheet so that when I turn them down for the night there is an instant relaxation boost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that making my bed could actually be GOOD for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-9028173438745040812?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/9028173438745040812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-habit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/9028173438745040812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/9028173438745040812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-habit.html' title='A New Habit'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8505972213590017956</id><published>2010-08-13T09:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T09:47:06.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23 - Even MORE Books!</title><content type='html'>I have been diligently culling through my books as of lately. There were a couple that seemed pointless to have after I finished school and there were others that I found for free in an eBook format online. I sold at least 8 and one set at the used bookstore yesterday for $9. It doesn't seem like much but I really wasn't expecting that they would even be worth that much! I also lucked out and sold my last textbook online very quickly! I am now down to 75 books as keepers. Not bad at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGVZM7XwvEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KJRgAzabz7Q/s1600/P1010003+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGVZM7XwvEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KJRgAzabz7Q/s320/P1010003+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504904198160956482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8505972213590017956?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8505972213590017956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-23-even-more-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8505972213590017956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8505972213590017956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-23-even-more-books.html' title='Day 23 - Even MORE Books!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGVZM7XwvEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KJRgAzabz7Q/s72-c/P1010003+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8434274193554304467</id><published>2010-08-12T12:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:26:45.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In This Moment...</title><content type='html'>A few years ago, it was a really rough time for my family. We lost my mother, great uncle and great aunt (brother &amp; sister). There was also a dearly beloved family pet that had to be put to sleep. While the deaths were all very sad, nothing compares to the ongoing stress of dealing with the possessions that are inevitably left behind. My sister is dealing with our mother's estate. The process is much more in-depth and emotional for her since she was there and completely involved at the time. I live in another state and I was involved with the great aunt &amp; uncle. They were older and so sickness that is fatal isn't as shocking. They were raised during the Great Depression... I am sure I don't need to elaborate much more about their living styles after stating that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have volunteered to help the family clear out the estate. There have been TWO estate sales and we are planning more. There was a packed garage, two sheds in the back and oh yeah, ANOTHER HOUSE! I must say that this is completely overwhelming. I really only got fully invested in this project after the first estate sale happened and yet there was still so much leftover. There are piles of books, multiple sets of dishes, several VCRs and so much more! It is several lifetimes worth of stuff. Right now I am sitting in the dining room that has 3 tables in it covered in glassware and knick knacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is part of the reason why I keep striving, no matter what, to make my life more simplified. I don't want to ever leave this kind of legacy for my loved ones. I would rather people focus on the good memories rather than the turmoil of dividing and disposing of possessions. Time to get back to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8434274193554304467?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8434274193554304467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-this-moment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8434274193554304467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8434274193554304467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-this-moment.html' title='In This Moment...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4588999297264855098</id><published>2010-08-12T09:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:30:23.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22 - Bluetooth Headset</title><content type='html'>Laws are popping up everywhere for safe driving with a cell phone and rightly so. This was purchased for my last phone which was great because they used the same charger! Now I have an iPhone and it came with the corded handsfree earphones. I am satisfied with that option since the earphones/handsfree speaker are multi-tasking. I always carry a pair of earphones in my purse and don't have to worry about my handsfree device dying or the need to have an additional charger with me... very simple and easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGQDm-3Ik7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cjDKPe_Ohz8/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGQDm-3Ik7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cjDKPe_Ohz8/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504528612797748146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4588999297264855098?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4588999297264855098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-22-bluetooth-headset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4588999297264855098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4588999297264855098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-22-bluetooth-headset.html' title='Day 22 - Bluetooth Headset'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGQDm-3Ik7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cjDKPe_Ohz8/s72-c/IMG_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8428070224690573334</id><published>2010-08-11T08:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T08:28:53.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 21 - Wallet Sized Tip Chart</title><content type='html'>My high school business teacher gave everyone in the class one of these little cards. I think it was supposed to help us save face at business lunches or something so we wouldn't under tip. It bothers me more to think if I am paying for a meal that someone is watching me fill out that section of the receipt! I usually calculate tips in my head which doesn't seem very hard and I am extremely math averse! If I were still struggling, I would use the calculator on my cell phone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGKjoCCfsMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eoU-7yLtWFA/s1600/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGKjoCCfsMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eoU-7yLtWFA/s320/P1010027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504141602737598658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8428070224690573334?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8428070224690573334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-21-wallet-sized-tip-chart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8428070224690573334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8428070224690573334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-21-wallet-sized-tip-chart.html' title='Day 21 - Wallet Sized Tip Chart'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGKjoCCfsMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eoU-7yLtWFA/s72-c/P1010027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2689893693291640876</id><published>2010-08-09T23:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:14:17.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 20 - Travel Spirograph</title><content type='html'>I had a Spirograph at my grandparents house that I used to spend hours and hours playing with. This definitely reminded me of those memories and I am sure that is what inspired me to buy a travel version. I haven't used it in years though. It seems like it would be a fun thing to keep in a desk drawer at an office, but I think I will just let this one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGDW9eKvOvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c8v54R0lUrY/s1600/P1010016+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGDW9eKvOvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c8v54R0lUrY/s320/P1010016+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503635096205212402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2689893693291640876?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2689893693291640876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-20-travel-spirograph.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2689893693291640876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2689893693291640876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-20-travel-spirograph.html' title='Day 20 - Travel Spirograph'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TGDW9eKvOvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c8v54R0lUrY/s72-c/P1010016+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4281275626906218217</id><published>2010-08-09T01:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T02:18:55.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 - School Related Items</title><content type='html'>So maybe some of you are noticing how late my daily post is. I have a good excuse though, I swear! I was working frantically on my required research paper that was due. This research paper had an entire class devoted to its undertaking. It has been described as a mini-dissertation by some. All I know is that I am glad it is done and I hope to never have to write another one again! This was the last class that I needed to get my bachelors degree!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of this fantastic milestone, I am &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THRILLED&lt;/span&gt; to be tossing the huge stack of research articles I printed into the recycle bin! Equally as thrilling is getting rid of the highlighters I was using to comb through each of the articles. It was very late in the game when I realized that Apple has fantastic annotation tools for PDFs, which means I could have gone totally paperless. That would have saved a lot of time and resources, but now I can use the tools for any future highlighting needs! I will reserve just one physical highlighter since I don't need the rainbow assortment any longer. Also getting the boot are all of my leftover test forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that this particular purge feels so great. The biggest purge is actually in my mind since I am not obligated to worry and stress out about getting my schooling completed any longer. I am sure it will take some time to clear it out completely, as old habits can be tough to break. I look forward to this next chapter though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TF-negacjqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uStUgYQFaVo/s1600/P1010001+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TF-negacjqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uStUgYQFaVo/s320/P1010001+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503301412208807586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4281275626906218217?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4281275626906218217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-19-school-related-items.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4281275626906218217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4281275626906218217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-19-school-related-items.html' title='Day 19 - School Related Items'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TF-negacjqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uStUgYQFaVo/s72-c/P1010001+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-855034881170088633</id><published>2010-08-07T09:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T10:04:33.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 18 - Body Jewelry</title><content type='html'>I believe I was about 20 years old when I thought getting a belly button piercing would be cool. What was very UNCOOL was the fact that the piercer did it wrong (and I went to an extremely reputable place) and pierced a spot where it would rub against my pants when I sat, therefore it stayed chronically infected. Fun times, huh? Good riddance to these beasts of torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TF1oJqMDT3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/1x6FqpoxklY/s1600/P1010009+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TF1oJqMDT3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/1x6FqpoxklY/s320/P1010009+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502668834869563250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-855034881170088633?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/855034881170088633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-18-body-jewelry.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/855034881170088633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/855034881170088633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-18-body-jewelry.html' title='Day 18 - Body Jewelry'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TF1oJqMDT3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/1x6FqpoxklY/s72-c/P1010009+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-1053719002292148840</id><published>2010-08-06T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T09:12:03.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 17 - Christmas Themed Picture Frame</title><content type='html'>It is sad, but I believe there already Christmas advertising that was happening in a local mall somewhere last month! The television reporter asked how the girl felt about shopping for Christmas in July and the young twenty-something year old exclaimed how wonderful it was since "you can never get too early of a start on Christmas shopping"! I don't know why exactly, but I was rather shocked by her remarks. I am hoping she was paid for her enthusiasm because everyone that I know has downshifted when it comes to Christmas spending, which means less time in a mall. Maybe I am just projecting here though. In my efforts to strive for simplicity, I went through my box of Christmas decorations and got rid of any superfluous items. I have a small 4 ft. Christmas tree and a couple of stockings. I don't need items to decorate the entire house, nor do I decorate for any other holiday. Having pictures in holiday frames isn't necessary for me which is rather evident since this has never been used!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFwU1PUixUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FTrkMrvBlYA/s1600/P1010008+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFwU1PUixUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FTrkMrvBlYA/s320/P1010008+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502295749618222402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-1053719002292148840?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/1053719002292148840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-17-christmas-themed-picture-frame.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1053719002292148840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1053719002292148840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-17-christmas-themed-picture-frame.html' title='Day 17 - Christmas Themed Picture Frame'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFwU1PUixUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FTrkMrvBlYA/s72-c/P1010008+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-1546291031305145246</id><published>2010-08-05T10:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:48:08.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16 - Travel Pillow</title><content type='html'>I love to travel, but most of the time I absolutely loath the process of traveling from point A to point B. Maybe it is because we are loaded into airplanes like cattle. There was once a time when flying was a big deal! Men &amp; women would dress in their finest clothing, have matching luggage sets and being a stewardess was a coveted job! Sadly I wasn't born yet to experience that sort of luxury. Now I just schlep though the airport in jeans and pray I won't be seated next to a screaming baby or the chatty heavy smoker/coffee drinker who ran out of breath mints. I am a carry-on only kind of girl and have been that way for quite sometime. I went to Europe about 12 years ago and immersed myself in the carry-on gospel preached by Rick Steves. Fortunately I converted before they started charging for checking your baggage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to my attention a few months ago that I had quite a few travel pillows for just myself! I had FIVE to be exact! I guess I have just hid them well in various places. I have already gotten rid of three. This one makes four, although I haven't decided if I like the one pictured (which is full of cushy micro beads) or a small traditional type of pillow. One of them is going though and I am leaning towards this one. I do have a dilemma because both of these are bigger than what I would want to take in my carry-on. These are more for car traveling. Ideally I would like a super packable travel pillow that will knock my socks off in both comfort and portability. Anyone know of one??? Please leave a comment if you do. In the meantime, I guess I should be brainstorming how to fit my chiropractor in my carry-on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFrc1VSCtbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z1XVi2LHgrA/s1600/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFrc1VSCtbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z1XVi2LHgrA/s320/P1010004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501952703590479282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-1546291031305145246?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/1546291031305145246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-16-travel-pillow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1546291031305145246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1546291031305145246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-16-travel-pillow.html' title='Day 16 - Travel Pillow'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFrc1VSCtbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Z1XVi2LHgrA/s72-c/P1010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8640542858032962095</id><published>2010-08-04T07:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:25:20.653-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 15 - Necklace</title><content type='html'>In one of my previous posts, I had discussed the easiness of getting rid of things that had negative emotions attached to it. Fine jewelry is a bit tricky to deal with though! There is usually a small voice in the back of my head saying that it is REAL white gold and those are TRUE diamonds on it... it must be worth quite a bit! In reality, jewelry store markup is outrageous and yet I would guess that 99% of people that shop in those places are shopping on emotion, not the better judgement we use day to day for our other decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time, this was a thoughtful gift from a relative, although I never wore it. I am not big on fine jewelry and to me there is something a bit stressful about wearing something pricey on my clumsy self! Earrings and rings seem to do alright, but not dangly things with lots of slack! More recently though, my relationship with that relative has turned quite ugly. It is saddening that this happens, but I value my sanity and happiness. I also know that this person uses guilt and gifts as a bargaining tool. I got tired of hearing how I was supposed to be doing work to help her out because she had bought me all these things (none of which I had asked for). Not having this negative reminder around will clear up some mental space for happier things. I hope this necklace brings someone else some joy and happiness though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFlpe4f0h9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/9Z2gE_eBzpI/s1600/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFlpe4f0h9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/9Z2gE_eBzpI/s320/P1010009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501544399092615122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8640542858032962095?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8640542858032962095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-15-necklace.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8640542858032962095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8640542858032962095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-15-necklace.html' title='Day 15 - Necklace'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFlpe4f0h9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/9Z2gE_eBzpI/s72-c/P1010009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-934410521380838575</id><published>2010-08-03T15:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T15:44:18.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity in Promotion</title><content type='html'>Today I was a vendor at a health fair for a local company. I have manned many health fair tables on behalf of other companies, but this was my first time doing it for myself! Most vendors usually devote all their table surface area to brochures, other literature and giveaway items. My table setup was quite simple and yet I got complimented for that! Rather than set out a bunch of different kinds of paper, I had only one handout. The rest of the information I wanted to convey was displayed on a monitor that was showing a continual slideshow presentation. On the other side of the table was a small basket of business cards and a fake flower arrangement. People seemed to be more engaged with me rather than trying to talk and look at what to pick out on the table to stuff in their giveaway bags. Yay for simplicity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The picture isn't the best since it was taken with my phone's camera, but you get the point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFh-tuZGzvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aGNjeTuvU_M/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFh-tuZGzvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aGNjeTuvU_M/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501286268845608690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-934410521380838575?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/934410521380838575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/simplicity-in-promotion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/934410521380838575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/934410521380838575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/simplicity-in-promotion.html' title='Simplicity in Promotion'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFh-tuZGzvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aGNjeTuvU_M/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-969979900773310070</id><published>2010-08-03T15:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:25:53.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 14 - Signed Book</title><content type='html'>A few years ago, I stumbled upon the art of SHAG. I love his art because of the bright colors and fun depictions. I set out buying stuff like a few of his books, stationary and t-shirts. What I really wanted was one of his works though! I figured out that owning these little things are not quite the same. I have kept one book which shows all of his work which is fun to look through, but the rest is gone. This was a book that had great little cocktail drinks and snack recipes which I copied to my recipe book. Someday I plan to own one of his pieces, until then I don't need to spend lots of money on the little stuff which isn't what I truly wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFh8fhPkP0I/AAAAAAAAADs/r9qpW0CTXpQ/s1600/P1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFh8fhPkP0I/AAAAAAAAADs/r9qpW0CTXpQ/s320/P1010014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501283825774509890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-969979900773310070?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/969979900773310070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-14-signed-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/969979900773310070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/969979900773310070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-14-signed-book.html' title='Day 14 - Signed Book'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFh8fhPkP0I/AAAAAAAAADs/r9qpW0CTXpQ/s72-c/P1010014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2298056870383527409</id><published>2010-08-02T08:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:18:16.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 13 - Pants for Martial Arts</title><content type='html'>I have always been a creature of curiosity. Trying new things that are out of my immediate comfort zone is something I strive for. Sometimes these opportunities practically fall at my feet! One day I was searching through the phone book to find a place where I could take some Tae Kwon Do lessons. Price was a big concern at the time. I phoned one dojo and they told me to come in for the first few lessons to see if I liked it. Once the owner met me, he made a surprising offer: I could take my classes for free if I helped out with the little kids class! They also didn't require me to buy a full TKD gi, so I bought these pants that were made of heavy duck cloth for the classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFbNuFLKinI/AAAAAAAAADk/aIdFEFGMFP0/s1600/TKD+Pants.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFbNuFLKinI/AAAAAAAAADk/aIdFEFGMFP0/s320/TKD+Pants.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500810186426321522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those classes happened years ago and I definitely have fun memories of that time in my life! I don't really have much desire to do martial arts again though. The bruises and swelling were cool badges at one time, now I would probably have people asking me if my boyfriend beats on me. I will always be able to say that I gave a lady a roundhouse kick to the head! (That should really be on more bucket lists!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2298056870383527409?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2298056870383527409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-13-pants-for-martial-arts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2298056870383527409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2298056870383527409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-13-pants-for-martial-arts.html' title='Day 13 - Pants for Martial Arts'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFbNuFLKinI/AAAAAAAAADk/aIdFEFGMFP0/s72-c/TKD+Pants.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-7340022369053192258</id><published>2010-08-01T15:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:42:05.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12 - Charms</title><content type='html'>Back in the mid-80's, my parents had some odd jobs at a large outdoor flea market. I remember them bringing home random things like a slide guitar, chess set and lots of cheap plastic stuff from China for me! I loved the bright belts, hair clips and page after page of stickers! The charms in the picture were one of the things they used to get for me. I think I might have brought these back after my last visit with my relatives in California. I still have childhood stuff that hasn't been completely dealt with out there and so I took a few things from their storage unit. I didn't have any real idea what I wanted with the charms, but I took what I could carry on the plane. I don't like the feeling of other people having to hold my stuff for me until I am situated to take it, but it is what it is right now. I noticed that these little charms are very popular on eBay right now and so I listed them for sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFXZFwDvWJI/AAAAAAAAADc/g7M8CIE65uw/s1600/Charms.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFXZFwDvWJI/AAAAAAAAADc/g7M8CIE65uw/s320/Charms.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500541212726089874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-7340022369053192258?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/7340022369053192258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-12-charms.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/7340022369053192258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/7340022369053192258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-12-charms.html' title='Day 12 - Charms'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFXZFwDvWJI/AAAAAAAAADc/g7M8CIE65uw/s72-c/Charms.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-6030180863852114210</id><published>2010-07-31T08:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T08:49:43.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 11 - Greeting Cards</title><content type='html'>In theory, greeting cards seem to be pretty fantastic. In reality, they are rather a nightmare. Here is my thought process on dealing with mail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick out greeting card, sign it and seal it up in envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wonder what the heck postage costs these days? Has it increased since the last time I mailed something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Make a special trip to the post office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stand in line for 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ask to buy a stamp. Postal employee tries to upsell me into express mail and buying a book of stamps. "No thanks, by the time I use them, the rate will have increased again and it is hard to keep up with", I say. The postal worker then makes some snarky remark, like "shame on me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I leave, very angry, and vow to file a complaint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was joking about the employees at my local post office being verbally abusive, but I am not. I find that a phone call, email and social networking mean just as much to my friends and family than sweating the small stuff like sending a dead tree with glitter in the mail! Most people share the same sentiment these days with the ever increasing cost of postage. I will still have a few to keep on hand, but I am much more realistic about how few cards I really use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFQkb1TyttI/AAAAAAAAADU/ykZZ8Jc_nnA/s1600/P1010001+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFQkb1TyttI/AAAAAAAAADU/ykZZ8Jc_nnA/s320/P1010001+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500061105511380690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-6030180863852114210?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/6030180863852114210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-11-greeting-cards.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6030180863852114210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6030180863852114210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-11-greeting-cards.html' title='Day 11 - Greeting Cards'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFQkb1TyttI/AAAAAAAAADU/ykZZ8Jc_nnA/s72-c/P1010001+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-1781607479818143937</id><published>2010-07-30T08:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T09:20:43.618-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 10 - High School Class Photo</title><content type='html'>About a month and a half ago, I moved... to a different room across the house! You must understand how much I hate moving, even if it is only that far! I am always purging things, but it prompted me to push further because I don't want to move as much stuff the next time it happens. One of the largest and heaviest boxes I struggled with was a catch all box for old school work, cards, mementos and souvenirs. I had school work from the 2nd grade on up to college level work. I had the notes I passed around in middle school from dear old friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the past year or so, I have become very adept at scanning and organizing files securely on my computer. The logical next step for me was to scan what I wanted to save and then toss. Some people would say that school work from their childhood isn't worth saving, but I think of it as a chronicle of my life that I want to have. I don't need the physicalness of the paper though. There is still a bit of a stack left that I try to work a few minutes every other day. Sadly, there aren't any pictures of that project, although they might be pretty boring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The item for today is a set of high school class photos from my senior year. I definitely didn't want the big panoramic one, as it takes up way too much room. I contemplated the small one for a VERY short time, but I don't have really fond memories associated with the picture. I changed schools going into my senior year (no pity here, it was my choice) and so I didn't make strong connections with anyone at that school. That means that it wasn't even worth trying to figure out how to scan! My belief of purging stuff that brought back negative memories has been in place for some time. Now I am slowing going towards purging things that I feel ambivalent about and this was a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFLSs62bTRI/AAAAAAAAADM/OHAkDvzs_DM/s1600/P1010016+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFLSs62bTRI/AAAAAAAAADM/OHAkDvzs_DM/s320/P1010016+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499689764126412050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-1781607479818143937?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/1781607479818143937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-10-high-school-class-photo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1781607479818143937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1781607479818143937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-10-high-school-class-photo.html' title='Day 10 - High School Class Photo'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFLSs62bTRI/AAAAAAAAADM/OHAkDvzs_DM/s72-c/P1010016+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-844585395700533898</id><published>2010-07-29T09:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:41:40.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 9 - Robes</title><content type='html'>I had perfectly organized my robes in clear vinyl bags... my winter robe, my summer robe... WAIT!!! Why do I have a robe for every season?!? In my mind, I could hear Greg Behrendt's stand-up comedy routine about not knowing when to wear his robe. Definitely watch the clip for a good laugh, but I will warn you that he does use some expletives (so don't watch if you are easily offended). &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmaF_anduF4"&gt;Robe Skit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to hang on to one robe since I live with other people.  It is a nice organic cotton one that I got for free at a spa. Goodbye winter and summer robes, I don't know why I needed you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFGSa3poDiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/St5venzXj9k/s1600/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFGSa3poDiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/St5venzXj9k/s320/P1010002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499337610308881954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFGS3A0ue8I/AAAAAAAAADE/Rk4qEmHXFVc/s1600/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFGS3A0ue8I/AAAAAAAAADE/Rk4qEmHXFVc/s320/P1010003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499338093807696834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-844585395700533898?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/844585395700533898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-9-robes.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/844585395700533898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/844585395700533898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-9-robes.html' title='Day 9 - Robes'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFGSa3poDiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/St5venzXj9k/s72-c/P1010002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-1416503124361079774</id><published>2010-07-28T08:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T09:53:18.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 8 - Fossil Collection</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, there was a blog entry about collections over on &lt;a href="http://www.missminimalist.com/?cat=10"&gt;Miss Minimalist's&lt;/a&gt; blog. I responded that I only had one collection, but then I was hit with a hard reality check when I started going through a box that was in my closet. I had completely forgot about the box of rocks, box of shells and box of fossils! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is worth noting that the word "collection" can mean two different things. There is the definition of the word being a grouping of items and then the definition of an action or process of collecting. Those are very distinct differences. I have a basket of socks, but by no means am I in active pursuit of getting more. Semantics can be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much thought, I will now give a more accurate account of my collections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crowns - I have a small wall case (maybe 13" x 13") that has various rings &amp; pins that are crown shaped. My name actually means "crowned" and so it is unique to me. My one caveat is that my collection stays within the space confines of the wall case, that way it will never be more than I can manage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Vintage Cookbooks - This one started with a home economics from the 60's that I purchased at a library sale when I was a teenager. I was fascinated at how few items people lived with and the detailed instructions on how to take care of what you did own in order to make it last. It is inspiring to read these historical texts and gives me lots to think about in where we are now as a society. I have 5 of these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Box of Rocks &amp; Box of Seashells - Oddly enough, rocks are something that bring me great memories of growing up. My sister &amp; I are both into it and my mother used to be as well. On one of my trips back home, my sister and I actually bought a bag of dirt that had tourmaline in it but we had to wash it all ourselves to find it! That was hours of fun! I also grew up by the beach and so the shells are a reminder of the beautiful ocean that I am deeply connected to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stamps - This was a collection started by my grandparents for me. I am going to do a future post about this so I don't want to give too many teasers here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Coins - I have a small box of currency from world travels and that people have given me from their world travels. Once again, future post soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given much thought about each of these collections and found that some bring me joy, others I am rather indifferent about. There is no intent to start anymore collections or to not be extremely thoughtful about things that are added to the existing ones. I try not to say to others that I collect anything because then others often try to do my collecting for me and in great numbers! Although I am grateful for gifts from others, I like to be the one that personally picks what is meaningful enough to save. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the item that gets the boot today, it is a box (or collection if you will) of fossils that I personally found for a college geology class. These don't evoke a great memory for me, just that I tried my best to identify these things so I would get a good grade! My aunt, who is a science teacher, said that she would love to have them for her classroom. I feel grateful that my old class project can spark some young minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFA9xNpKhJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-bdWWYepA_Y/s1600/P1010010+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFA9xNpKhJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-bdWWYepA_Y/s320/P1010010+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498963060704576658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-1416503124361079774?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/1416503124361079774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-8-fossil-collection.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1416503124361079774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1416503124361079774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-8-fossil-collection.html' title='Day 8 - Fossil Collection'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TFA9xNpKhJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-bdWWYepA_Y/s72-c/P1010010+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-6939625151621372954</id><published>2010-07-27T08:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:05:53.247-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 7 - Set of Books</title><content type='html'>So the history of this item might be a bit embarrassing! I have a set of The Chronicles of Narnia that was purchased in elementary school, and I have never got around to reading them! Most people have a book collection, but how many of us actually cull those on a regular basis? I am usually pretty good about it although I kidded myself for YEARS that I was going to get around to reading these! It is one thing to look over at the bookcase and tell myself that there is a book that I need to read. It is quite another thing to look over and see 7 in a row!!! I like to think of it as giving permission to let go of physical &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mental clutter. If and when I ever get the urge to read The Chronicles of Narnia, I am sure the library will have me covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TE7iVcfU5sI/AAAAAAAAACs/nv3R1Xoou90/s1600/P1010012+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TE7iVcfU5sI/AAAAAAAAACs/nv3R1Xoou90/s320/P1010012+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498581053118670530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-6939625151621372954?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/6939625151621372954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-7-set-of-books.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6939625151621372954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6939625151621372954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-7-set-of-books.html' title='Day 7 - Set of Books'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TE7iVcfU5sI/AAAAAAAAACs/nv3R1Xoou90/s72-c/P1010012+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4516260515662691644</id><published>2010-07-26T09:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T09:22:07.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 6 - Tshirt Transfers</title><content type='html'>I have SO many craft items... and really no time or interest to craft right now! If only good intentions took us places in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite remember the specific project that I bought these for, but it turns out that quality of these iron-ons are pretty horrible. The only shirt I can remember making was white with a black design. The edges that were supposed to be clear were actually grey. Often, I have been disappointed with the quality of something after I have purchased it. Most of the time I do get refunded, but it just goes to show at how deceptive advertising photos usually are in comparison to real life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TE2XueAJEZI/AAAAAAAAACk/-RnOgG-IGXM/s1600/P1010001+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TE2XueAJEZI/AAAAAAAAACk/-RnOgG-IGXM/s320/P1010001+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498217544672678290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4516260515662691644?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4516260515662691644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-tshirt-transfers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4516260515662691644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4516260515662691644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-tshirt-transfers.html' title='Day 6 - Tshirt Transfers'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TE2XueAJEZI/AAAAAAAAACk/-RnOgG-IGXM/s72-c/P1010001+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-7716575998604275858</id><published>2010-07-25T08:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T09:53:39.718-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 5 - Cotton Swab Holder/Freebie</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it is the small things in life that teach us the big lessons! This little blue box was a promotional giveaway for a national brand that sells a LOT of cotton swabs! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wink, wink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did try to make the best use out of it, but noticed that my cotton swabs usually looked they had the cotton stretched from the tops when I would use one. It turns out that the design of this product was quite poor. The way the lid locked on created friction on the swabs, thus pulling the cotton apart. This company paid to put their logo on some cheap promotional product in order to entice people to buy it at a store, because who doesn't like a freebie! And how many of us fall for it? I know I am definitely guilty. Not shopping as much definitely helps combat this problem. Even when it comes to trade shows or health fairs though, I stopped picking up stuff. Sure it feels good at the time, loading up a bag of schwag that I didn't even have to pay for! Then I have advertisements for restaurants, insurance companies, design firms and so on all vying for my attention in my day to day life. Those are distractions! I choose my own high quality paper, pens and even cotton swab holders now! It may turn out that getting stuff without advertising on it will end up costing more than getting it without, which is sad, but my clarity is worth every cent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEw8Hpcz47I/AAAAAAAAACc/tkCdAH8KvDI/s1600/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEw8Hpcz47I/AAAAAAAAACc/tkCdAH8KvDI/s320/P1010029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497835347195978674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-7716575998604275858?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/7716575998604275858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-5-cotton-swab-holderfreebie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/7716575998604275858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/7716575998604275858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-5-cotton-swab-holderfreebie.html' title='Day 5 - Cotton Swab Holder/Freebie'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEw8Hpcz47I/AAAAAAAAACc/tkCdAH8KvDI/s72-c/P1010029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4837284415929215238</id><published>2010-07-25T07:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T09:53:53.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 4 - Hair Stuff</title><content type='html'>Yet another entry that involved the Great Bathroom Purge! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I set out all my hairbrushes &amp; combs, I realized that I owned nearly close to 10! I can assure that I don't care &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; much about my hair! I also had quite a few headbands that I had acquired in a quest to find some that didn't give me headaches from wearing them. I wouldn't say I have given up, it just isn't a priority whatsoever for me anymore. If one were to look at the drawer I kept my hair items in, most people would think that it was neat and tidy, with nothing wrong. I think that is definitely something that we deceive ourselves in American society about. Most people are okay with oodles and oodles of stuff that they rarely or never use because it is organized in lovely plastic bins with labels. I have been at that point for years and I am just now taking that next step to move further towards the truth in the connection between myself and my possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEw0SCv9l5I/AAAAAAAAACU/Y2IFnS9JE4U/s1600/P1010025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEw0SCv9l5I/AAAAAAAAACU/Y2IFnS9JE4U/s320/P1010025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497826729692862354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4837284415929215238?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4837284415929215238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-4-hair-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4837284415929215238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4837284415929215238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-4-hair-stuff.html' title='Day 4 - Hair Stuff'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEw0SCv9l5I/AAAAAAAAACU/Y2IFnS9JE4U/s72-c/P1010025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8682064270800267233</id><published>2010-07-23T08:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T08:44:39.371-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 3 - Nail Supplies</title><content type='html'>Today's post goes back to my great bathroom purge. I had a medium sized train case that was entirely dedicated to nail supplies. Tweezers, files, brushes, nail polish... all the things to do a mani and pedi! That would seem like I actually did my own nails, right? WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work consists of hands on activity and I also do stuff like rock climbing in my free time. Trying to keep with fingernails is futile and so I have never done it. I do LOVE a good pedicure though! I have all the supplies to do them, but I realized something about myself. Not only do I not like to do it myself, I am terrible at it! A professional can make their paint job last about two weeks while mine lasts about two days! The funny thing is that we use the same products too. Most of the items in that picture were, once again, gifts. I know some of the ladies out there can relate when we are given huge sets of makeup or nail stuff as gifts. I kept some files, a pair of scissors, nippers and only a couple of polishes to either take with me to a nail salon or so I can practice my pathetic technique. There is no more dedicated box of nail supplies! These implements were happily donated to the thrift store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEmWi9VyvII/AAAAAAAAACM/sn_KLOq7RG0/s1600/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEmWi9VyvII/AAAAAAAAACM/sn_KLOq7RG0/s320/P1010026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497090347508087938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8682064270800267233?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8682064270800267233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-3-nail-supplies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8682064270800267233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8682064270800267233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-3-nail-supplies.html' title='Day 3 - Nail Supplies'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEmWi9VyvII/AAAAAAAAACM/sn_KLOq7RG0/s72-c/P1010026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-40038892717895083</id><published>2010-07-22T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:10:18.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Flat Iron</title><content type='html'>I received this flat iron as a gift although I really have no need for a professional version. My hair is quite flat and straight already! The only times I really used was when I went on vacation or at home for a rare touchup. I bought a tiny Conair model that also curls ends which really fits my needs better. The new one will pack smaller in my suitcase and take up less space in the drawer at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, on the other hand, has hair that does get straightened on a regular basis and so I am sending it to her. She will get much better use out of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEhQleC-tkI/AAAAAAAAACE/eBkSfl0MCEE/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEhQleC-tkI/AAAAAAAAACE/eBkSfl0MCEE/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496731949856634434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-40038892717895083?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/40038892717895083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-2-flat-iron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/40038892717895083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/40038892717895083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-2-flat-iron.html' title='Day 2 - Flat Iron'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEhQleC-tkI/AAAAAAAAACE/eBkSfl0MCEE/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-5533827831041737322</id><published>2010-07-21T08:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T08:50:58.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 1 - Watch</title><content type='html'>I sold this watch on eBay and today it starts the journey to the post office! I like this watch and to some degree, it is hard to part with. It is so pretty! I find that I haven't worn a watch in years though. My cell phone is always in my pocket or purse and that is how I find out the time. When I first started analyzing all my watches, I had least six and sadly found that none of them had a battery that even worked! There is maintenance in owning the watches I have and it is not something I am willing to keep up. In my mind, that means they need a new home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEb7C4T2TqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6lEmsr7cxug/s1600/Fossil+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEb7C4T2TqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6lEmsr7cxug/s320/Fossil+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496356422146215586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-5533827831041737322?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/5533827831041737322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-1-watch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5533827831041737322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5533827831041737322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-1-watch.html' title='Day 1 - Watch'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TEb7C4T2TqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6lEmsr7cxug/s72-c/Fossil+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-6874900492079510276</id><published>2010-07-20T14:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T08:52:45.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Thing-A-Day Challenge</title><content type='html'>I have been inspired for quite sometime by bloggers out there on the interwebs. Some have decided to limit only their personal belongings to a limited number like 50 or 100. Others have decided to find one item every day to get rid of. I like that idea, but after a couple of big clean outs, I am not sure how many days I will last. I guess the challenge will be to see how many days it will last. Note: I already have an entire laundry basket full of stuff, so I have a bit of a head start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might even post some pictures of my space since I have read that people like that sort of thing (admit folks, we are all a little nosy about how other people live). Hopefully I will keep this project up although I am taking my final class this summer so I need to be most preoccupied with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are doing the same sort of challenge, post a link to your blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-6874900492079510276?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/6874900492079510276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/thing-day-challenge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6874900492079510276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6874900492079510276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/thing-day-challenge.html' title='Thing-A-Day Challenge'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2942381326717310419</id><published>2010-07-18T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:31:55.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Bathroom Purge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few months ago, I was in a clutter clear out mode and stumbled upon something quite scary. For the most part, I had two bathrooms FULL of stuff! Okay, so maybe it wasn't FULL quite like someone's bathroom from the television show Hoarders. It was enough for me to dive into a mental laboratory to dissect just how this happened and what the next step was.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Owning Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got every last bottle out so I could see just how much stuff I had accumulated. Next thing you know, I had a sea of bottles that took over the counter. I had lots of shampoos, several body sprays, face masks, sunscreens, hand creams, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TERxU7D09iI/AAAAAAAAABs/aAEfl0SuZAA/s1600/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TERxU7D09iI/AAAAAAAAABs/aAEfl0SuZAA/s320/P1010053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495642049563915810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Vowed to Not Buy More&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking this kind of inventory, I had a couple of choices. First, I could pick out exactly what I knew I would use and give the rest away (merely tossing stuff into the garbage is usually a last resort for me) . Sometimes I like the immediacy of a quick purge. In this case though, I would use most of these items over time if I didn't keep buying stuff in order to try something new or because it was on sale. I told myself that I would not buy more items until I completely run out! There were a few items that I decided MUST go! One bottle of lotion smelled really good in the store yet gave me headaches when I actually wore it. Then there was the bottle of conditioner that left my hair extremely dry. Luckily the local thrift store gladly accepts this kind of stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Creating Even More Solutions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also tried a different approach by buying reusable bottles and sprayers from &lt;a href="http://www.containerstore.com/welcome.htm"&gt;The Container Store&lt;/a&gt;. This may seem counterintuitive, but hear me out. I had several full-size bottles that didn't have much product left in it. I am less likely to carry a big bottle of something in my purse, gym bag or suitcase. Putting the remaining product into a smaller bottle created more portability which is something I love! Other advantages are the bottles being leakproof and clear. Working with clear bottles is a great motivator all around. If you are trying to be conscious of using smaller amounts, you can see your progress. In my case, I was able to transfer stuff into smaller bottles, recycle the big ones and utilize what I already had in a more convenient way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The technique worked well with all the perfumes and body sprays I had. I received many of them as gifts, which is nice, but more than I can use in a reasonable amount of time!  I purchased some purse-sized spray bottles and filled them up. Now I don't worry about the heaviness or danger of carrying glass bottles with me. This also saves a LOT of money of purchasing "travel-size" products and then subsequently buying replacements when the small amount inside runs out! Plus, my selection would be very limited since only certain brands make portable sized products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Future Plans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to have this many products again! To me, having all those different bottles of stuff is wasteful and makes life more complicated. I have researched and found that there are several things I could buy (when the time comes, of course) that are actually multi-taskers. For instance, why buy a separate lotion and sunscreen when I can buy a lotion with a decent SPF already in it? There are obviously times when a dedicated high SPF sunscreen is essential, but for most day to day outdoor activities, the body lotion would suffice. I have also found a couple of brands that sell a 3 in 1 combo product (shampoo, shower gel &amp;amp; bubble bath). This will significantly cut down on personal product clutter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Progress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have made quite a dent so far. I usually throw a couple of bottles in the recycle bin every week. The simplification has improved my life and the awareness of how much was hiding behind doors in the cabinet has made me take ownership of the impact of my consumption. It has also made me motivated to tackle other areas such as makeup, nail and hair stuff. Look for those topics in future posts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2942381326717310419?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2942381326717310419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-bathroom-purge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2942381326717310419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2942381326717310419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-bathroom-purge.html' title='The Great Bathroom Purge'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AffAuDgsOlk/TERxU7D09iI/AAAAAAAAABs/aAEfl0SuZAA/s72-c/P1010053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2083216974278266930</id><published>2010-06-29T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:11:27.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts On Time and Money</title><content type='html'>I have spent a lot of time in the past few days performing maintenance on things I own: myself, my dog &amp;amp; my car. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stress levels have been elevated lately and thus been making me sick to my stomach. That ended up with a trip to the school clinic and a couple of prescriptions. The visits are free and prescriptions are reduced since we pay medical fees in our tuition. I lost about 2 days of productivity, but suffered even more days since I felt bad. It is pretty terrible how stress can wreak so much havoc on the body, especially when things happen that we have no control over. Money spent on Rx: $31.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dog was WAY overdue for her vaccines and what not. I found a low-cost clinic that seemed like a good deal. My vet wanted $130 for an exam &amp;amp; shots plus the cost of heart worm preventative. The clinic charged about $40 for the shots and another $40 for the heart worm pills. That seems like a really good deal until you are standing in a line of people 20 deep and contending with a pit bull mix that has clearly not been socialized! It took the same amount of time for the low-cost vs. the regular vet, however, it was not even a remotely calm event. I don't think it would be worth the extra $100 for less chaos, but it is too bad that more realistic pricing usually equals craziness. Hopefully there is a happy medium to be found the next time around (like a vet with a real office that charges less than my regular one, but maybe more than the clinic). Money spent on dog: $84&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my oil changed a few weeks ago and they informed me that my tires, alignment and brakes were bad! Well the tires were definitely ready to be replaced and I got that done last week. I was ready to tackle the alignment today. I have family that works in the automotive industry and they recommended a place that was pretty far away. I trust them though, so I drove the 20 minutes to get there, yet still worried about what the damage was (to the car AND my wallet). It turned out to be a pleasant experience with the tech telling me that nothing was wrong. Apparently the model of car I have ALL have slight camber (tilting) of the wheels. He informed me that if I ever changed the struts, that I could then have some work done to correct the manufacturers design flaw. Thank goodness for people with expertise! He totally had an opportunity to upsell me and hit my wallet hard, but he didn't. There wasn't even a charge for the inspection. And for the record, he didn't know about my family recommending them until after he gave me the good news. I wish there were more businesses like that in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money spent on car: $0 (not including gas to get there) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The money spent was $115, but the time cost was huge. I think we pay an enormous premium for convenience in our society. I could have easily tripled my costs if I wasn't trying to be conscious of my spending. I feel fortunate that I have more free time than I did with my 9-hour a day job since I can better research and compare things. That is one of the best perks about living more simply and mindfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2083216974278266930?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2083216974278266930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/thoughts-on-time-and-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2083216974278266930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2083216974278266930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/thoughts-on-time-and-money.html' title='Thoughts On Time and Money'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-6367335922137305208</id><published>2010-06-23T11:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:37:48.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Minimalism Elitist?</title><content type='html'>I read a lot of blogs on "minimalism". Quite frankly, I am getting real tired of some of these blogs on minimalism! Suggestions on ditching your car to move to a car free city such as San Francisco or New York seem so utterly ridiculous. "Cars are antisocial"??? Seems to me that moving to a city where you don't know anyone and walking away from an existing social network for the sake of not having a car would be the epitome of anti-social behavior. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us now move to cost of living. I don't pay state income tax where I live. If I did pay state income tax, it may not be equal to what I spend owning a car every year, but it isn't nothing either. Is minimalism about the feeling you get when paying higher taxes which makes up the difference for all the non-consuming of tangible goods? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What exactly is a "minimalist" then? I don't feel that it is someone who needs to move to a particular locale or adhere to precepts such as being carless. To me, minimalism shouldn't have overbearing rules and shame on those who are trying to give it such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-6367335922137305208?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/6367335922137305208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-minimalism-elitist.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6367335922137305208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6367335922137305208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-minimalism-elitist.html' title='Is Minimalism Elitist?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2765253826029751151</id><published>2010-06-21T08:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:50:33.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questioning Transportation</title><content type='html'>I was reading the blog &lt;a href="http://www.farbeyondthestars.com/"&gt;Far Beyond the Stars&lt;/a&gt; this morning when I read something that struck a chord: Get Rid of Your Car. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live in one of the biggest, if not THE biggest city in America without mass transit. I also happen to do travelling massage therapy. Can you imagine what it would be like to pedal around on a bike with a massage table strapped to your back? Even if there were buses, I am sure the riders wouldn't appreciate me lugging a massage chair on and off the bus, potentially hitting kneecaps with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now what? Change professions, right? I should find a job I can do out of my home so I don't need a car! The problem with that idea is that I travel to people's home (75+ in age) when it is sometimes difficult for them to even walk! I go to places of business so that people can experience some tension relief at the place that is probably causing much of it: work! If I drive to an office and 10 people get a massage from me, that could potentially mean that 10 people aren't driving around town to go to someone else for a massage, thus saving resources. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels as if the blog is asserting that in order to be a "minimalist", you need to live in a high-density urban city. New York City, NO THANKS! I am not the type who thrives off of noise, lots of people and a concrete jungle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been to some very beautiful and remote places that could only happen by driving there. I am not willing to forgo exploring for the sake of saving some money by getting rid of my car since it is an expense. The statement that the world will be car-free someday is incredibly unrealistic. I would definitely like to read about what kind of a world the author is envisioning. In my world, people aren't going to walk themselves to the hospital when they have had a heart attack. Essential items like toothbrushes, cups and clothing all need to be transported somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One theme I keep coming across in this new "minimalism" is that it doesn't celebrate the many differences of people who can live minimally, just in different ways. I feel incredibly fortunate to be debt-free, however, I would rather have debt from owning a car since debts would be far greater without a car! Cars aren't inherently bad either, as a society though, we haven't pushed enough for better and cleaner technology which seems to me to be the bigger problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2765253826029751151?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2765253826029751151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/questioning-transportation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2765253826029751151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2765253826029751151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/questioning-transportation.html' title='Questioning Transportation'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4398166857850671464</id><published>2010-06-06T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:06:02.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Back On the Horse</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been almost a year since I last blogged! I am not happy with myself about that. I am still continuing down a path that I am satisfied with. There is one more class I need to finish my BA degree this summer. I make a little bit of money doing a very part-time job and have continued to uncover possessions that I no longer need. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been searching the web for as much I as can read about minimalism and how people work towards making it happen. I am digging deeper than ever before to shed anything that doesn't make me feel joy and happiness when I look at it, touch it, feel it, eat it, etc. My goal is not to ultimately become a minimalist (and definitions vary widely about what one is). The goals I have in mind are to become immensely aware of EVERYTHING I own and to break out of old thinking and habits I had that didn't bring me joy and happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4398166857850671464?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4398166857850671464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-back-on-horse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4398166857850671464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4398166857850671464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-back-on-horse.html' title='Getting Back On the Horse'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2871945035193815205</id><published>2009-07-19T08:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:41:43.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shedding The Excess... and Now What?</title><content type='html'>This weekend was wildly successful in getting rid of "stuff". I started with a truck bed chock full of things to sell and came back with roughly 1/3 of it. The rest of it is going to be pared down by donation and there will be a few things that I will try once again to put on Craigslist or put on eBay. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a lot of people watching and saw a lot of consumer behavior at work during our rummage sale. It was so fascinating! There were a few people that literally could not walk away without buying something! They even expressed that sentiment out loud. Clearly there was nothing that they really wanted during the first go around, but they walked down the sidewalk again to check the tables in order to find something that they just "needed". One lady was so bothered by having fifty cents in leftover change that she stood at the table for a good five minutes to ponder what the best purchase at that table was for money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On some level, watching people with this behavior was quite the painful reflection. I used to be like that. I never had that behavior at garage sales, but I would if there were loads of clearance racks at the department store. I would talk myself into buying stuff that I definitely didn't need but just wanted because "it was such a good deal". How many of us fell into that trap? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over on the Get Rich Slowly blog, JD posted a blog today about impulse spending. I could really relate. The old me used to spend most of my paycheck at the retail establishment I worked at. Their clothes weren't of good quality and it was very seasonal trendy, not classic. I shudder to think how much money I spent durning my days of working retail. Those experiences &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; however make me who I am today. My only debt is a student loan. I shop with much restraint and don't buy anything that isn't on sale or a reduced price 95% of the time. This isn't a fad lifestyle for me because of the "bad economy". This is my life... for good and I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2871945035193815205?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2871945035193815205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/07/shedding-excess-and-now-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2871945035193815205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2871945035193815205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/07/shedding-excess-and-now-what.html' title='Shedding The Excess... and Now What?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-6660114448914425193</id><published>2009-07-16T23:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:44:32.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shedding The Excess</title><content type='html'>I have gotten to the point where my extra stuff just has to go. I am tired of looking at it even if it is in a separate room to itself! I have been shedding and purging to the point where I am looking in places high and low to find more stuff let go of. This time is more of a cathartic ritual for some reason. Maybe it was because of all the deaths in my family last year. Possibly the downturn in the economy and the subsequent shift of collective culture in living more simply spurned this. Who knows.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm always inspired by David Bruno's 100-Thing Challenge but wonder if I could ever truly get there myself. There is more than likely at least 100 things going out for sale tomorrow alone! These were things that I was never in love with. That is probably a good thing since I have been pondering the notion of attachment since I took an interest in learning about Buddhism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to shedding this excess and in turn, slowing down. I know I will still keep sorting and processing, as I am a creature of ever evolving nature. I will keep growing and learning. The tools and possessions of the past will be let go of as needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Change is all around and I am glad to be caught up in it for once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-6660114448914425193?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/6660114448914425193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/07/shedding-excess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6660114448914425193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/6660114448914425193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/07/shedding-excess.html' title='Shedding The Excess'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-349317986031176522</id><published>2009-07-13T19:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:30:03.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cashing in on Trash</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, I was driving home and pulling up to my house as I noticed that my neighbors had a Dyson vacuum cleaner sitting on the curb for trash day. I was somewhat struck with horror that someone would be throwing out a vacuum that costs over$300! After I went into my house for a few minutes, I decided to walk over and see what was up with the gem on the curb. My neighbor was throwing it out because it "lost suction". Oh, the irony. She had tried to fix it but gave up and just got another one for Christmas. She told me to take it if I wanted and have it serviced so it I could have a nice little vacuum. Hmm.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I didn't need another vacuum and didn't feel like going down the customer service/parts/repair route. I knew it had value though. So since I am an unemployed student at the moment, I put it on Craigslist for $25. That was probably the easiest $25 I have ever made but it still bothers me that people are such casual disposers of valuable items. I once found 6 all wooden chairs by a dumpster. I sold them on Craigslist for $15. Too easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is our American society so throwaway? Why do so many people feel no responsibility for what they junk? It is becoming increasingly difficult to sit back and not take some sort of action to take care of other people's problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I just have too much time on my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-349317986031176522?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/349317986031176522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/07/cashing-in-on-trash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/349317986031176522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/349317986031176522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/07/cashing-in-on-trash.html' title='Cashing in on Trash'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8417692162934695183</id><published>2009-05-28T14:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:56:42.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Finally Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be careful what you ask for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can tell from my previous posts, I really wanted out of my job! I kept putting that message out to the universe and, well, the universe answered back! Back in April it was announced that my company was taking my full-time salaried position and making it a part-time hourly position. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I was shocked (it might of had something to do with me receiving this knowledge in an e-mail with my coworkers all copied on it). As a few days went by though I realized that this could be a great opportunity. Of course, I could stay. I could take the drastic pay cut. We are constantly bombarded with the message of how fortunate one is to have a job in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;economy! I was fed up and didn't want it anymore though. Management was not even interested in expressing that it may have been a hard decision but that I would be helping them out by staying since I had all the knowledge and skills of the position. The message I got was that I was rather dispensable. I didn't want to feel or be labeled that for one more second. So I did what any self-respecting person in my position would do, I put in my two weeks notice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was so much more drama that was involved but I don't feel like hashing it all out again. I decided to take care of myself and finish up my last few classes that I need for my degree. I am in no rush to find another job. I built up some savings while working and got a decent payout for my vacation that I never got to take advantage of in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plan is school but also to start my own business. I have been licensed as a massage therapist for several years now but fell under the spell of the so called "security" that corporate jobs provide. How laughable! My business model is to market to businesses because employees really need me! People are overworked, over stressed and under appreciated right now. I hope I can connect with those that can truly benefit from my talent since it clearly wasn't happening in the mental health field! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For once, my future really feels like it is under my command. I made a conscious decision to not do what was easy or secure. I am the captain of my own ship, navigating by the stars. I was not meant to do or be anything less. Now that I am done trying to be a square peg in a round hole, the world awaits! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8417692162934695183?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8417692162934695183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-finally-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8417692162934695183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8417692162934695183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-finally-here.html' title='It&apos;s Finally Here!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-5202966390834014989</id><published>2009-04-10T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:05:20.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Questions, No Answers Yet</title><content type='html'>As you may already know, I am having very REAL fantasies of quitting my job. Something has taken over me and I just can't shake it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care if it is camping, backpacking in a park or throughout the world! I feel like a caged animal from 8-5, Monday through Friday. The buzz of fluorescent light fixtures and computers is driving me insane. I long to be outside. I have never felt these urges as strong as I have lately. I hate feeling like I am trapped in the rat race. Slowly shedding possessions has helped but it almost seems like baby steps for the BIG EVENT! My brain obsesses all day about life in an Airstream, on the trail or in a foreign city. What would I bring? How would I survive? I am already in survival mode being at a job I don't like so it seems like second nature to think about survival in other situations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently went on backpacking trip to the Guadalupe mountains. I have never done anything like that yet I had dreamed about it for years to the point where I was giving up on that dream actually happening. It was a hard hike. I complained. I hurt. I was relieved when it was over. Now I wish I was there right this moment, maybe with a lighter pack this time! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get out. One of my strengths is planning. That is what I am going to keep doing... planning my escape from boredom into freedom. I trust that I will know exactly when the moment is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-5202966390834014989?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/5202966390834014989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-questions-no-answers-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5202966390834014989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5202966390834014989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-questions-no-answers-yet.html' title='More Questions, No Answers Yet'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-1644297612637622114</id><published>2009-03-01T20:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:15:57.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night</title><content type='html'>I find that the saddest day of the entire week is a Sunday. There is still that high of having weekend freedom but the harsh reality that it will end come morning. Then the weekday grind will set in! There never seems to be enough time to get anything accomplished outside of work between Monday and Friday! I have to plan my weeks more strategically now to be able to include my workouts. The company I work for changed the rules recently for us to be able to workout on company time. I no longer have enough time to complete my strength training classes like I was doing twice a week. Some of you may be rolling your eyes at the fact that I am complaining about that, but I work at a non-profit and therefore receive the salary of someone working at a non-profit. If I was making a healthy salary, I might not be complaining. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did spend a fair amount of time contemplating what my next step will be as far as the work situation goes. These are the options that I have come up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quit immediately. I will float on the vacation payout I would receive until I am able to find my next full time job. I could do one job or a couple of part time jobs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a part time job and just hold that one while I finish up my last 9 hours of school in the summer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go from this full time job but only once I secure another full time job.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Option #3 is clearly the most "secure" thing to do but would also leave me miserable at my current position for even longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Option #2 is manageable but I would definitely have to alter my current method of budgeting to make it work. Right now, I am saving roughly 1/2 of my income so I wouldn't be able to save as much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Option #1 is definitely enticing! I feel pretty confident that I would be able to be employed in a reasonable amount of time even though I have friends that have been unemployed for months. Maybe I am over-confident? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all seriousness, this may be a moot discussion. I just have this nagging feeling that I might get laid off soon. It is pretty sad when I conclude that it may be the best thing that ever happened to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now I can relish in the great weekend that I had and hold on to that until I fall asleep. Hopefully this coming week won't be as bad as the last and Friday will be here before I know it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-1644297612637622114?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/1644297612637622114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1644297612637622114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1644297612637622114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday Night'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-3482103480066374962</id><published>2009-02-26T21:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:36:57.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Safety Net of Corporate Slavery</title><content type='html'>This post is probably going to come across as more of a rant than anything else! I have been so frustrated lately with my job. I don't want the career that I have. I have worked far too many years in a field that I never had any desire to be in... mental health. I stumbled into this field by taking a really great part-time job that had FULL benefits. Then it got to where just working part-time wasn't really paying down the debt so I got a full-time job doing the same thing because it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EASY&lt;/span&gt;. I had contacts, called them up and so I just took a full-time gig they offered. Now I feel stuck nearly two years later. Morale at my company is terrible because the person in charge is paranoid that we are all trying to cheat the company in some way. There would be a lot of turnover right now if the job market were better. I want to quit so badly but don't know what I would like to do instead. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This situation directly relates to why I want to downsize my life. I feel that the less I have to take care of (possessions, friendships, work obligations), the freer I become. I didn't need that Coach purse that was equivalent to a car payment after all. I don't need the friendships with people that don't bring positive energy to my life. I don't want the work obligations where I feel like I am constantly on someone else's watch. Fear is stopping me though. I need a job where I can have healthcare benefits to see the doctor or get my teeth cleaned. I would have to make much more per hour if I was shelling out for my own policy. It's scary out there. What if some drunk person crashes into me while driving? Fear is motivating me to stay where I am at for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to do some serious number crunching to find out what it would take for me to independent from the corporate slavery. I need to get out of this fear mode I seem to be stuck in. I need some air to breathe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe a few days off of work would be a good thing for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-3482103480066374962?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/3482103480066374962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/02/safety-net-of-corporate-slavery.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/3482103480066374962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/3482103480066374962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/02/safety-net-of-corporate-slavery.html' title='The Safety Net of Corporate Slavery'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-1038081721829416188</id><published>2009-02-03T10:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:02:57.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly Getting Things Done</title><content type='html'>I am off to a really slow start but I have managed to get rid of quite a few things! In the past week I have sold the juicer, clothing and shoes. Last night I donated many of the clothing items that Plato's closet didn't buy and that an upscale consignment shop wouldn't take. It is shocking to think about how much all of that stuff cost when it was purchased off the rack. There were a few things that truly got worn enough to justify the purchase but there were many things that weren't! It is time to think about why I bought these things. I will also do a better job when it comes time to standing at the checkout line and deciding if I really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;something or I just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; something. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-1038081721829416188?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/1038081721829416188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/02/slowly-getting-things-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1038081721829416188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/1038081721829416188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/02/slowly-getting-things-done.html' title='Slowly Getting Things Done'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-8679259778028043775</id><published>2009-02-02T13:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:53:40.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Current Economic State</title><content type='html'>I have been keeping my eye on the news and how many people have been laid off in the past few weeks. It is staggering. It also doesn't appear to be getting any better. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tough economy is bringing about much change. I read about people trying hard to pay down their debt and slough off possessions they no longer need. That is exactly what I am doing but I am not alone! We had a very prosperous economy for some time because people spent excessively and got themselves into debt. I now have many more questions than answers. How are we going to have a prosperous economy again if people keep saving more and spending less? Can America withstand this trend? Was keeping up with the Joneses what made us so economically viable in the first place? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be interesting to see what happens in the near and more far off future. As a nation, we are really about to see what we are made of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-8679259778028043775?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/8679259778028043775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/02/current-economical-state.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8679259778028043775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/8679259778028043775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/02/current-economical-state.html' title='The Current Economic State'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-2131951119596285194</id><published>2009-01-16T15:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:04:45.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought of The Day</title><content type='html'>I formally renounce my idea that being bullied back in middle school was a bad thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was part of the cool girl clique for the first month or so when I was in 6th grade. Then I made the mistake of buying something similar to the queen bee of the clique. Next thing you know I am accused of copying her. I am then threatened by her and her worker bees that they are going to "kick my ass". I am subsequently banished and left to eat lunch in the library or with my homeroom teacher. It really sucked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother and I decided it would be best for me to transfer schools since it was causing me so much stress and was a huge distraction. I had been in a gifted &amp;amp; talented program and was attempting honors at that point but was failing. I hated those girls and I hated that I had to transfer. It wasn't an easy walk in the park at the new school either at first but eventually I found a niche. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward to the point of the story: I am going out to dinner with a friend that I met at the new school I transferred to. We had been out of contact since we graduated from middle school (we went to different high schools) and I moved to another state towards the end of high school. I found her again on MySpace and was absolutely shocked to find out she was living in the same area that I am in now! Now I have someone nearby who was an old buddy of mine! If I had not been bullied and had to transfer, I would have never of met my friend. Funny how I could easily have remembered only the negative things about being bullied but I appreciate what I went through tonight since it made me who I am and gave me the friends that it did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is to you Miss Former Queen Bee K.T.: Thank you for being so awful to me because it brought around many great friendships that I still have! Oh and just try to say you would kick my ass now, I took martial arts as an adult! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-2131951119596285194?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/2131951119596285194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thought-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2131951119596285194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/2131951119596285194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thought-of-day.html' title='Random Thought of The Day'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-60086402665948961</id><published>2009-01-11T21:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:08:29.346-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple living'/><title type='text'>Closer to Freedom From Debt</title><content type='html'>This last Friday was payday for me. I paid off the last $580 on my credit card. No more credit card debt! I have put my credit cards away and now only carry my bank card in my wallet. I also readjusted my automatic savings plan to put that usual monthly amount of money that I was paying towards credit card debt to now go to my online savings account. It feels amazingly wonderful! I paid off my car towards the beginning of last year as well. The giant beasts that I have to tackle now are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aving as much as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paying down my student loans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year was FULL of unexpected expenses. I was free of credit card debt for a short time before several emergencies came up. I traveled out of state on three different occasions due to a family member's terminal illness. When it comes to something like that, frugality mostly goes out the window. I also had to have a root canal and crown done. Not exactly something you skimp on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now saving roughly one third of my monthly income to a high yield savings account and my Roth. I haven't really thought about what my savings goals are other than replenishing the nest egg and retirement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe how much my attitudes have changed about finances in the past few years. When I had a retail job at a clothing store, I would blow almost all my paycheck on the "great deals" that I got with my employee discount on the clearance stuff. I have nothing to show for it either because all the clothes are gone. I grew out of that style and went for a look that was more mature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will probably be some people that won't like me for saying this: this economic downturn has taught me so much that I think it has been beneficial. I am really getting reinforcement that it isn't money or possessions that bring my happiness but it is the relationships with people and gaining inner wisdom that feeds my soul. I have weathered so much and become a stronger person now. It is merely the beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-60086402665948961?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/60086402665948961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/closer-to-freedom-from-debt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/60086402665948961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/60086402665948961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/closer-to-freedom-from-debt.html' title='Closer to Freedom From Debt'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-707080292031526403</id><published>2009-01-09T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T14:28:50.037-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living simple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consumerism'/><title type='text'>Purge Time, Part 2</title><content type='html'>I have an entire room that for the time being is entirely devoted to storing the stuff that I am trying to get rid of. I am excited about the prospect of clearing it out and using it as a home office, studio and guest bedroom! Often purging items is the most difficult task at hand if one doesn't decide to just donate everything in one fell swoop to a local charity. I have been trying to make a little cash from my de-cluttering so Craigslist has been very handy. Here is a list of things to go, why and where they are going:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juicer&lt;/span&gt; - I have had this juicer for at least 5 years and only used it a handful of times. The first time I juiced carrots, the juice sent me into a moderate asthma attack. Should of paid attention to that omen! Getting fresh juice at Whole Foods is more convenient (although more expensive) since I don't drink juices all that often. (Craigslist)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Graduation Cap &amp;amp; Gown&lt;/span&gt; - I hate storing clothing items! These have been sitting around in a box for years and what in the world am I going to do with them? It isn't like you wear them again for reunions! I called my alma mater and asked if they keep some on hand for kids with financial hardship and indeed they do! Perfect. (Donating)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prom Dress&lt;/span&gt; - Once again, where am I going to wear this? I'm pretty confident it would still fit but I have not been to one special occasion since prom! Fortunately it is a pretty classic and simple dress so I can resell it. If there are no takers, there are some charities that helps girls if they cannot afford a dress that I will donate it to. (Craigslist or donation)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Original Nintendo&lt;/span&gt; - I got my Nintendo and my sister's old Sega Genesis about 5 years ago. It was fun to revisit the games I loved as a kid. But times have changed and I have J-O-B along with many other goals that don't include wasting valuable time in front of the television. I hear that the classic games are available for the Wii if I ever decide that I must conquer Zelda again. I can live with that. Best of all, there would be no pink screen of doom! I am going to watch the going prices on eBay to see if it is worth listing and get a quote from Gazelle.(eBay or Gazelle)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CD Player Alarm Clock&lt;/span&gt; - I love this alarm clock! It has some really awesome features such as dual alarms, weekend sleeper, adjustable display brightness and gradual alarm that progressively gets louder. Two problems though: it takes up a lot of nightstand real estate and I have no CDs so it seems weird having that kind of alarm clock. I looked extensively for a smaller replacement with all the same features but I had no luck. I realized that it would be much more simple to use the alarm clock feature on my cell phone. Done. I just have to make sure to not give my number to people who 'drunk dial' in the middle of the night! =) I will try it first on Craigslist and if it doesn't sell, eBay. (Craigslist or eBay)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would you do with these items? I know I am trying to get rid of a few items that some would find too sentimental to part with. Some of my family still holds on to those gowns and prom dresses. I am not going to inform them of my decisions because then they will try and rescue the items to save at their house. Yes, I come from a long line of clutter bugs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to reclaim the space!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-707080292031526403?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/707080292031526403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/purge-time-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/707080292031526403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/707080292031526403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/purge-time-part-2.html' title='Purge Time, Part 2'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-5099114036038229386</id><published>2009-01-05T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T14:26:23.716-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consumerism'/><title type='text'>Purge Time</title><content type='html'>Today at work, my mind kept drifting to something I knew I needed to do: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;purge my closet of unused things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When I say that I love doing that, I mean it! There is something magical to me about clearing up more space so that the arrangement is more visually appealing. I get a high off from the sense that I can let go of "old" in order to let "new" in. The problem lies within the reasoning that occurs after a purge. It is time to shift the focus.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fighting the Urge to Bargain Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am finding that many of my items that I am purging were the result of shopping at a department store clearance center. It is practically irresistible to get 75% of the suggested retail price and often more during special events. The problem is that I find stuff that I rarely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. So I wear the items once or twice and figure out what a poor decision I made because for 75% off, I could find a way to make it work! Even worse is the fact that all items are non-returnable. Mental note to self, my clothes shopping needs to be more like food shopping (sticking to a list of well thought out essentials)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fighting the Urge to Hold On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been hiding this little messenger bag that I bought almost 10 years ago at the bottom of a drawer so it would stay out of my sight! I purchased it in Germany while on a graduation trip. In all these years, I have probably used it once! I tell myself that I bought it while in Germany so it is like a souvenir. It is a pretty impractical one though. It is too small to carry my laptop yet not cute enough to carry as a purse. It has no purpose for me. I don't consider myself very sentimental (I get rid of stuff from old boyfriends and recycle greeting cards) but this one item has been held on to for so long. It is time for it to go finally. I don't know why this time is right but it just is. I have fond memories of Europe in the form of pictures and that is enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A List of What Had to Go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 pairs of high heels (two pairs very worn, one pair nearly new condition)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pair of boots (worn once, they were a gift)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 pairs of running shoes (one pair out of miles, one pair like new but don't fit well and never got returned)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 business casual blazer (new with tags... and I hope that is the only NWT item that was in my closet)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 workout shirts (nearly 100% polyester and I absolutely hated them for that)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 pairs of pajama type bottoms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 t-shirts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;More to come later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-5099114036038229386?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/5099114036038229386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/purge-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5099114036038229386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/5099114036038229386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/purge-time.html' title='Purge Time'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4966981579886085244.post-4708070800510828568</id><published>2009-01-05T19:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:24:48.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is five days into 2009 and I am finally ready to commit to my goal of blogging! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What will this blog be about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blog is going to give you a peek inside my brain as I deliver commentary on the issues that are important to me in my journey of figuring out what my impact (or lack of impact) will be in life. Topics I will write about will be the things I am interested in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;organizing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;consumerism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;recycling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;traveling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;living simple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;frugality&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;outdoors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;local life in Dallas/Fort Worth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;living and thinking "outside the box"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This is probably a short list of things to come. Come back often! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4966981579886085244-4708070800510828568?l=renouncement.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/feeds/4708070800510828568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4708070800510828568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4966981579886085244/posts/default/4708070800510828568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renouncement.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204291769955048183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
