Unloading

[cjsmith]

A friend of mine is making wonderful progress on clearing STUFF out of her house. She mentioned how good it feels.

I remember how good it felt to me. I used to be able to get rid of crap, and I always felt better afterwards. It was a weight off my shoulders, a load off my mind, an uplifting of my soul. It was wonderful. I remember.

So why can't I get rid of STUFF any more? I go from one shelf or drawer to the next, and then in mild annoyance I try again in another room, but I'm not truly willing to part with anything I see.

I bet a lot of this has to do with having no paycheck for the last fifteen months. Every object in the house could conceivably - chant it with me now - "come in handy some day". If I can't deceive myself with that tired old line, the object still could be of value to SOMEone, and so it's awfully hard to throw it away. But selling it is a hassle, often more hassle than it's worth. Even finding someone who wants a thing for free is often a hassle. So I don't do anything... and I'm surrounded by STUFF.

Comments

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

That's a wonderful idea. I'd be really happy to help out my friends in the same way, too -- sorting through stuff and carting off what they tell me to. It's hard to remain objective when I'm by myself!

[hitchhiker.livejournal.com]

ideas ya us :) plus having friends around makes the whole exercise that much less tedious - sort of like moving.

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

ideas ya us

It took me embarrassingly long to parse this properly. :-)

[ambar.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey, WOW. Deal, babe. Say when. :)

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Yeah. A trade, one-for-one? Wouldn't it be great to have a small group to do this with?

(wouldn't it be great if you and I happened to be an hour and fifteen minutes closer to each other?)