In a few months, we move east.
All ten of us.
We’re paying for the move by the cubic foot. On a worn-out shoestring that’s been ready to snap for a couple of years. So naturally, I took to Facebook to ask for advice. The advice I came out with all boiled down to what I already knew: get rid of stuff. Lots of stuff.
All. The. Stuff.
I read this post, and it’s been the foundation of my efforts. Haley helped me realize that life does go on even if you don’t hoard your baby items. Tight finances turn me into a hoarder – too scared to let anything go for fear I will need it. But I came across this quote from Basil the Great:
“The bread you store up belongs to the hungry; the cloak that lies in your chest belongs to the naked; the gold you have hidden in the ground belongs to the poor.”
It doesn’t make any sense to hang onto all the hand-me-downs and spare jackets and spare parts, at the cost of moving them across the nation. There are people who need these things, and they are good things that should be used, not left to moulder in my garage for years on end. I’m not paring down, folks. I’m renovating. If I wouldn’t buy it for what it will cost me to move it, out it goes. And if I don’t need it, or use it, or love it, it isn’t even really mine. It really belongs to the person who needs it.
I’ve been going through the whole house, and selling/donating tons of toys, clothes, baby things, you name it. The goal is half our stuff – except books. (Any books gone is a good thing, but one must not expect too much.)
I also read The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up – you know, the crazy Japanese decluttering book. It’s a little weird, (and in a family of 10 who even folds socks? We’re proud of ourselves if they match, guys.) but I like it overall and it’s also helped as I have had to decide what to keep and what not to. Honestly I am not convinced the KonMari system really can work for a family (this is a gal who got rid of her vacuum because it didn’t make her happy, until she got tired of cleaning her floors by hand and got a new one. If she can think for one second that she might be happier without a vacuum, we do not inhabit the same universe) but I do love a minimalist approach, and I always want everything as simple as possible. I found the book to be very encouraging for developing a freer, more generous attitude towards our stuff. Also, I don’t like a mess, but I’m not good at keeping up with things. Less stuff=less work AND less mess. Win.
My mother always used to tell me, “If you can’t take care of your things, you don’t deserve to have them.” I hated that, but the truth is, she was right.
It’s only lately I have decided that maybe the answer isn’t to wave my wand and somehow make myself into a person who is better at taking care of stuff.
Maybe I just need less stuff.
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