Have you ever looked around at all the STUFF in your home and felt disgusted? So much money wasted, time cleaning it, and energy expended worrying if it gets broken. Not anymore.
My friends have joked with me for months that I am becoming a “minimalist.” RIGHT. Not g you as my wonderful boyfriend, who sacrificed his weekend to move me from a 2800 square foot home with a two car garage and lots of closet space to an 1100 square foot town house.
Prior to moving I had proudly given away car loads to the Goodwill and other charities in my town. (If you ever want to donate to a not for profit, Grace Now in Richmond, Kentucky is a great one.) Yes, Goodwill is for profit, but it’s convenient, and I have a serious lack of time issue, so if I can swing by and dump off my junk quickly, I’m going to do it. Proudly I told my friends “I have taken multiple car loads to goodwill. This move will be easy breezy.”
Boy was I wrong. All of my things seemed to multiply. No matter how much I loaded into the SUV and car and uHaul, there was seemingly always more. A never-ending cascade of belongings.
Right at this moment I am taking a quick break to have a mini-breakdown. My car is loaded full of stuff to drop off at Goodwill, again, after my toddler wakes up from a nap. Thankfully he has been asleep for two whole hours while I sift through the piles of boxes and bags in my kitchen and dining room. Who needs bags and bags and bags of baby clothes? I found things that my daughter wore twelve years ago! Sentimental memories maybe? I pulled out one or two outfits and the rest are in my vehicle, ready to take off.
If you’ll remember, I have been seriously reselling on eBay now for months. I see value in things just laying around- most of the time! This move has forced me to realize that my tendencies to not waste not want not have turned me into a borderline hoarder, and to save my sanity, something has to be done.
Some strategies I am utilizing to sift through my junk are as follows:
1. Have I touched it in one year? If no, it goes!
2. If I have not worn it in a year or it’s too small, it’s out the door. (That’s partly a fib- if it’s Lilly Pulitzer, Burberry, Dior, Prada, Chanel…it stays. I’m trying to lose weight, and sometime soon I’ll be able to squeeze back into my approximate size four Burberry nova check pants! But let’s be honest- how long have I been trying to lose weight? That’s a never ending crusade as well!)
3. If it has small pieces, it goes. Legos, Polly Pockets, Barbie- gone!)
4. Pictures and artwork actually have to hang on the walls or it needs to not be here. At my old house I was, get this, afraid to mess the walls up by hanging things on them! So my photographs and decor sat on top of bookshelves. Not this time. I want my home to look like a home. No more avoiding hanging anything up. If it is supposed to hang there, it will, or it hangs on someone else’s wall!
5. Keep only what I really need, will really use. I have things laying around that I will never use! Like 45 different screwdrivers in various sizes. I’m not a handy person. In fact, handy people mesmerize me. My dad, who can build anything mechanical, and my boyfriend, who can build houses and can fix anything- they are admirable. But me? If you’re bleeding, having a heart attack, stroke, are in a car accident, or having any other medical emergency- I can help you with that. Or if you need to sell so etching online, or need something cooked or sewn. I’m pretty domestic like that (which explains my three sewing machines and kitchen full of cooking apparatuses.) building things and fixing gadgets is not my forte. The sawhorses and power saws go.