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Who You Foolin’?

April 1, 2014

After an extensive shopping spree last weekend I realized I’ve been going about this whole “living with less” thing the wrong way. Shopping is fun and we should acquire as much as we can. Sure, when my credit card bill arrives it’s going to be a bit of a nightmare, but I’ll just pay it off with another card. That is the American way after all.

When I returned to my apartment after the binge, me and my bags spilling out of the cab, my doorman helped me up to my apartment. From there I left my new wares in piles, mounds really, with no rhyme or reason. Suddenly my organized home resembled that of my first client, a woman who lived in a large studio overlooking Washington Square Park who hadn’t seen the top of her furniture in years. Cozy was how it felt. And with the sun shining through the windows, the colors and variations of the mismatched items was magnificent. Whimsical even.

It’s now been a few days and I’ve yet to put anything away, because, well, I don’t have the space. So I just walk around it. Extra steps = extra calories. Am I right or am I right?

I sat on a small sliver of available space on one arm of the couch and wondered, Why have I been trying to downsize all these years? Shopping and collecting is fun, as is not putting away a single thing. I even came up with a new motto: If you have a little free space in your home, fill it!

At one point I got up and walked to the bathroom, tripping a few times on the lilting piles, but I just rubbed my shins and kept going. I can overlook the black and blue marks, even the limited floor space, if it means holding on to this carefree feeling. Why has no one ever told me how enjoyable it is to shove stuff into cabinets? No longer am I going to waste my time organizing when I can spend it acquiring. Sure, about 99% of the stuff I bought I don’t need, but so what? Forget less is more. More is more! A revelation folks, is what it is.

And while I can no longer have friends over since there’s no place to sit, I do have stuff to keep me company. Loads of it! Of course, if I do get depressed living like a hoarder, there’s always retail therapy.

Who you kidding? April Fools!

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  1. Debra Topilow permalink

    Nice try.

    Date: Tue, 1 Apr 2014 20:40:10 +0000 To:

  2. SMK permalink

    And here I am thinking…yeah right, woman with a studio overlooking Washington square park, she is talking about me overlooking Central Park and how does she know about my bruises and having stuff all over the floor and haven’t put them away since my vacation. Jeez, does she have a spy can???

    thanks a lot, this is no April Fools, it’s my life!!

    Not quite…I am getting better. Yuju even yelled at me for not getting her any souvenirs!! 🙂


  3. Mark permalink

    Was about to have u committed

  4. RJC permalink

    RC: thought you had gone over to the Dark Side.

  5. Imani Rashid permalink

    Very good. You fooled me

  6. Marilyn Solomon permalink

    You got me||

  7. Stephanie permalink

    Extremely entertaining, followed by a much needed chuckle!

  8. Deborah Golden permalink

    You got me going for a minute! I said to myself, “self…is this the Felice I have come to know and love?” Whew! Glad it was only April Fools. Someone has to be organizized around here!

  9. Auntie M permalink

    I knew that it had to be a joke, that’s not the Felice I know. Also, remembering Nana on what would have been her 96th birthday. Looking forward to seeing you next week.

  10. Theresa permalink

    And to think I really thought you let your hair down Chief! lol-smile. You got me real good! Although this didn’t sound anything like the Chief I know I bought into it hook line and sinker! After all, everyone is entitled to have their “moment of whatever!” xo

  11. Jamie Barr permalink

    Wait, doorman???

  12. Albert permalink

    Knowing you I know it was a joke.

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