A few weeks ago I got my first iPhone (with a white and gold polka dot case from Kate Spade) and a fancy-schmancy camera.
I felt unbelievably lucky and blessed.
For 48 hours.
After the first two days, the wonder and excitement wore off much quicker than I expected. I mean, I really wanted these things and now I had them.
But they made me happy for an insanely short amount of time.
I write a blog that is about simplifying life and exfoliating clutter. So I know very well that things don’t make us happy (in fact, they can often lead to the opposite when they aren’t intentional). Heck, I want to write a book about the concept.
Stuff does not equal happiness. I get it.
But I still hoped just a little bit that my new toys would make me blissful for at least a few months. Heck, I would have settled for just a week (or two).
Yet the glow only lasted the length of a weekend. Whah wa.
But while pondering the disappointing pleasure high, I found a seed of truth:
Stuff doesn’t make people happy. The appreciation of stuff makes people happy.Â
Yep, go ahead and tweet it.
What I’ve realized is that the things themselves aren’t going to help me live happily ever after just by sitting on a shelf looking cute. Only by actively being grateful and appreciating the things that I have, will I reap an unending supply of warm and fuzzies. The simple act of appreciating in my mind causes the spike I am seeking. Not the things themselves.
This is fantastic news because not only does this mean that I can get pleasure from appreciating my new tech tools, I can also get pleasure from all of the other things I have and love that have been around here for much longer.
And in general, I don’t need to constantly get new things to make myself happy. I just need to make sure I don’t take the blessings in my life for granted to begin with.
I know this isn’t rocket science, and people talk about appreciating people and relationships all the time. I just never really recognized that it applies to stuff as well and that the actual happiness is coming from the act of appreciating itself, not the object or person in question.