Vanity Smacks Me In The Face

I rode my bike to my women's group meeting today - which, as everyone knows - gives me lots of time to think.

What I'm discovering is - if you take away a material thing that you think was the root of your vanity, you get smacked in the face with a harsh reality - it wasn't. Because as soon as that is removed, something else steps up. It has just been waiting in the wings for you to get rid of the first thing so that it can shine in the vanity spotlight. Kind of like the Vice President. (Come on, you don't think each VP just wants to be #2 forever - they are just waiting for that President to kick the bucket so they can be #1).

I don't even have to name the next big "it" - it's different everyday. Yesterday it was my abdominal muscles (no freaking lie people). The day before it was my clothes. Who knows what is waiting in line for tomorrow. I am starting to feel like a shallow piece of meat.

So it brings me to the unfortunate conclusion that my car didn't' make me vain. I am vain - therefore I had to have that car.

Darn it!!!!

I was SOOO hoping that wasn't going to be the case.

Now what?

Do I have to give up all my material possessions and join the Peace Corps like my friend just did (props to her by the way - she ROCKS - and doesn't have a vain bone in her body - she is actually doing it because she wants to help people - geez).

I am sincerely perplexed with what to do with my new found discovery.

Anyone else out there ever deal with vanity? I would love to hear how you are personally beating it out of your system?