I am not into a lot of things other people seem to enjoy.
First of all I don’t understand the point of decorative items in my home. That’s not to say I don’t appreciate beautiful things. But in general I believe everything should have a use and a reason for being there. Books, music, movies, and video games are for our entertainment. Towels are for wiping our hands off after washing. Yes, I am not one of those people who puts up pretty displays of decorative towels. I don’t understand the point. A towel should be useful, not decorative.
Pots, pans, plates, utensils, etc. are all for dining, not decorating. I do have some decorative dishes, but I’m actually trying to get rid of them, though to no avail.
Every home needs one sturdy vase to put flowers in. I think pictures on the wall are perfectly fine. But things like knick knacks or gimmicks like small tabletop fountains just aren’t for me. As far as I’m concerned, everything needs to have they use or a reason for existing in my home. I feel like space taken up by useless things is wasted space. So I’m very picky about the things I put into my space.
I’m also not big on a lot of keepsakes, unless they are of sentimental value or genealogical. If it is a family keepsake, then I am more likely to hold on to it than I am something silly. Not to say I don’t have my share of silly things. Witness Exhibit A, my Twilight Sparkle figure or “plushie” as some people refer to them (I hate the word “plushie”). She is one of my few concessions to silliness and wasted space.
I think, for me, having things is not as important as making memories, having a use, or being meaningful. When I was younger, people gave me many gifts that I did not care for. These were from people who thought they knew me well. Unfortunately, they did not understand me at all. For example, I did not need three pairs of gloves, one after the other, purchased from Walmart or the Dollar Store every year.
I realize gift-givers mean well when they send certain things. If they think you will like them, I can understand that. But if they do it out of a sense of obligation, it’s fairly obvious. Either way, I would rather people save their money or ask me for something specific that I would like. It’s not that I’m ungrateful, but I would gladly take the $5 someone spent on a pair of made-in-China crap-quality gloves and spend it at Hy-Vee any day.
I think asking or simply sending a card saves a lot of frustration on other people’s part as they try to find the perfect gift. It also mitigates the disappointment on my part when I realize it’s just going to end up at the thrift store.