Self-Organizing Man

I know how much is too much in my life. But do I know how much is too little?

And can answering that question, how much is too little, create both a stronger path of moderation and a little earthly footprint?

Meep, in a comment on Walking Myself to a New Morality, says

I think it’s okay to have a few indulgences, but the point is to keep it minimal.

Finding that minimum is a lot harder than I realized. I love clothes. They are my one indulgence. I recently read that a gentleman who frequently made the best dressed list in the 60s had only seven suits. He worked in New York and hung out with the Movers and Shakers.

In my questing to feed that clothes beast that lives inside me, I finally realized that if he can make the best dressed list in New York with seven suits, I really only one but that I wanted two. Two seems indulgent. In fact I only need one. But with two suits, a grey stripe and blue stripe, I believe I’m set for all situations. But I think I needed to read about this gentleman to shake me into realizing both what my minimum is and what luxery feels like in this particular situation.

So what’s too little for you?