Reading this story about Americans and their stuff made me want to go home yesterday and find more items to donate to thrift stores.
But of course, after I dropped some things off to give to The I.D.E.A. Store yesterday afternoon, I spent 45 minutes browsing and shopping.
I picked up a few items I needed - and will definitely use - for upcoming craft projects (more on some of those in a few days). And after some deliberation, I also bought this cute little metal box that looks like a tiny flat filing cabinet. It's nice and deep, and I thought it was a bargain at $4.75.
I put it on top of our our mantle headboard . It's perfect for the small things that clutter up my bedside table - hair ties and bobby pins, cough drops, safety pins and that sort of thing. I'm hoping this will put a stop to the cat stealing these things and batting them under the couch.
The box would also make a great sewing or desk organizer, but I figured I'd put it in the place I needed it most for now.
Even though I love it and it's useful (I wish I had a full-sized file cabinet  that looked like this!), I felt guilty for bringing it home after my self-righteous response to the above story about stuff. So I found a few things this morning to add to my "donate" pile, and reminded myself that I can't define myself by the things I own.