Drowning in stuff
Saturday, May 12, 2007
We’ve been here for a week now, and our place still has STUFF strewn all over it. We’ve already thrown out or donated a couple big boxes of old clothes, things we haven’t touched in years, etc. But it’s still everywhere.
It’s time to be merciless. An analogy I like to use is, the space in my place all has a rental price. Whatever object is in that space must be able to justify itself and “pay its rent.” If not, it either gets moved to somewhere less desirable or thrown out altogether.
The hardest to deal with are books, though. I love my books, even those I’ve never read and probably never will. Dave will probably push me to be more selective.
To give you an idea of how much stuff we have/had when we moved, our movers receipt says they packed 51 boxes of stuff. That doesn’t even include the 6 garment boxes of clothes and bedding that they had us unpack upon arrival and didn’t let us keep.
Dave’s like, lets cut it down to 40 boxes. That still sounds like too much!