Cynicism: That moment when you look around your house and realize all of those 'free' things people gave you over the years - clothes, housewares, dishes - were not given out of charity; rather, you were a convenient 'feel-good' dumpster.
I hate other people's stuff...
Do I need more towels? Well, let me see, I'm a single guy and now I've got about sixty of them that are mismatched. So, no! And the same goes for dishes, cookware, utensils, or any other stuff. Keep your own stuff. You want to get rid of it, so it must not be all that great.
In other news, I'd like to thank three people for not listening this year and buying me clothes for Christmas despite decades-old warnings like: NEVER BUY ME CLOTHES. THEY WON'T FIT. I'm going to thoroughly enjoy the three shirts that now occupy precious closet-space, which could only be worn (after one washing and subsequent shrinking) as one of those half-shirts from the 1980s.
You guys rock! Between trying to make your "honeysuckle" my "stuff" and dressing me like Stuart from MadTV, somewhere I'll find a way to express my thankfulness...