When it comes to material items, I’m not much of a saver.
I don’t have shoeboxes filled with pictures of old boyfriends, movie stubs or concert tickets. I can't produce the tchotchke I've collected on vacations. And I don’t keep clothes I haven’t worn for more than a season.
(Mr. KK, on the other hand, is a completely different story. But, considering on his 30th birthday his mother brought over every single one of his first birthday cards, as well as the party invitation that was sent out, I can’t really blame him. It’s in his genes.)
For me, I limit myself to saving only ridiculous things.
• My iPod space. Even though my iPod holds 5,000 songs, I only have 400 songs on it. And it’s not because I don’t like music. I can only put songs on there that I absolutely love. I can’t fathom “wasting” iPod space on mediocre songs. So I am “saving” my iPod space for – let’s be honest here – no apparent reason. I will never run out of space, but I can’t bring myself to download songs that are unworthy of my gigabytes.
• Facebook friends. So it was a HUGE hurdle for me to breakdown and actually JOIN Facebook. Now, I’m faced with a whole new dilemma: “friending” people. Once again, I am socially defunct when it comes to this, and I will only friend certain people. I’m having a hard time sending friend requests to people I haven’t spoke to in a long time. And while I know that this is the whole reason Facebook was invented (okay, one of the reasons), I am “saving” my friend space for people who are actually my friends, present tense. Why? Because I’m weird.
• Food. When it comes to eating, I will “save” my favorite thing on the place to eat last. This includes French fries, seafood in a pasta dish, or my ever-favorite pickle with a sandwich. And? I get screwed every time. Because I eat so much of the other stuff, by the I finally get to the “good stuff”, I’m full.
And when it comes to blogging, I have all these stories and ideas I want to blog about but – guess what? – I’m saving them.
So stay tuned!