For example, I wear an iteration of this, minus hiking boots, constantly.
1. We did a lot of running around this summer and I only packed the same five things each time. I realized this is because I really only own five things I ever want to wear.
2. I saw my grandma the other week as she was recovering from surgery. She mentioned how often her family, all seven of them, had to move when she was young. Moving so much wasn't fun, but it was simple. They had a credenza with seven drawers, each person's earthly possessions excepting clothing limited to one drawer each. When it was time to move: grab your stuff out of the drawer, and move. I'm not romanticizing life during the Depression but there is an appeal to being unbound by Stuff, is there not?
3. I stopped buying cheap shoes last year. The last of my disposable Target footwear is nigh unto death. I've been seeking out stylish, good quality, comfortable shoes online and then finding coupon codes or waiting for sales. I had hoped it would save me money in the long term, and it has, but I didn't know it would feel like such a relief.
4. I put all the clothes that I haven't worn in years or that never quite fit right into a bag to be donated. The pile isn't unsubstantial.
5. Our toaster oven broke a few months ago and I talked Nick into getting one that was $15 more expensive but prettier. I hate appliances on the counter full stop, I said, so can't we get the less offensive one?
6. My grandma, in her own way a tomboy to this day, loved dungaree overalls as a girl. Though they were meant for boys, and costly, she said her father always found a way to afford replacing hers once she outgrew a pair.
8. I still feel terrible at money, but I do feel better at it than I used to, even better than just a year ago.