The most obvious application for me here is my sewing. I'm sure this is why many people pick up sewing and never put it back down. I definitely experience a sort of high when I finish a dress for Cara. A bit of that high reemerges every time I see her wearing that dress too. I should be forgiven for making her wear some of those outfits and dresses from the beginning of my sewing journey...blame it on the IKEA effect. I guess this also explains why I actually wore that god awful purple renfrew a few times before I admitted defeat.
When I dug a little deeper, I realized that the IKEA effect accounts for why took up sewing when Cara was about 15 months old. My mom sewed for me all throughout my childhood, and she taught me enough basic skills that I could have started sewing for myself well before I had children. So why didn't I? According to this (*ahem*) "psychological phenomenon," people are more vulnerable to the IKEA effect when they are feeling unsuccessful or incompetent, and let's be honest: what parent of a toddler doesn't feel incompetent sometimes?
I have to admit that this concept seems to make sense in many other areas, but the more application I find for it, the more I question my own reality. Obviously, I think my children are sweet and adorable, but is that only because I made them? You know, in my womb? Does the rest of the world disagree with me?
(Before you answer that, watch this video.