When I was a kid I was a total pack rat. I couldn't bear to throw something away out of some irrational fear that I'd inevitably need it as soon as it was gone. I've gotten a lot better about it since supposedly becoming an adult but I still seem to amass a great deal of shit on a regular basis which suddenly becomes much less valuable to me when I have to actually move it. So now my rule is that if I haven't taken something out of its box and used it since the last time I moved it then it gets trashed without a second thought. I've grown tired of trying to hold on to useless things. Regular posting will resume again tomorrow.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Moving Day
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Sounds as if your move went well.
Try tossing stuff if you haven't used it in two years. If you succeed, let me know how you did it
Funny Pic. I quoted this title while moving The Pollock."Moving Pictures."
I think I succeeded, Leslie. I just asked myself how long it had been since I'd even thought about any particular item and then weighed that against its monetary value. Apparently I own a lot of cheap, useless crap. Make that, "used to own..."
Well done, IC. I didn't hear your comment when you were moving the Pollack but your music cred definitely just went up a notch.
We actually don't have much stuff. We usually get the question "Where do you keep all your 'stuff'?" when people come see the house... with that said, there is a bunch of crap in boxes, in closets, that has moved with us at least twice that I never use. Never mind the crap at my mom's house that wasn't actually good enough to make the move to any of our 3 residences.
For us Americans materialism is a type of addiction, one L. I'm completely self-aware yet I'm still a slave to it. My only recourse is to minimize its effects to tolerable (and affordable) levels.
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