Sunday, 8 July 2018

New Home and A Resolve to Purge

It is Sunday night once again and I moved home yesterday. In an ideal world I would say I am settled in well already, all my stuff is in place and I have so much energy with which to start my week. In reality though, truth is always a little off from our original plans and therefore I find myself half asleep as I write this, with two days of hauling stuff from one place to the next behind me and boxes and bags all over the floor around me. Considering that I am a Minimalist and am finding this an ordeal, I cannot fathom how I could have made it if I'd had more physical things to move. Even as it is, I do not intend to have to move all this stuff once more. Seeing as I love all my clothes and most of the items I do own, I am not talking about pruning my belongings further unless it is because I honestly am not using some items. However in terms of things that 'get used up' in time, I will not be replacing my stockpiles any time soon, at least not before I move again and settle into what I hope will be a more permanent home. I would not part with any of my empty notebooks for example, but as I use them up (and I do throw some away after they get used, they have no sentimental value), I will ensure not to get as many new ones, however inspirational they might look. Same goes for toiletries, for example. Whilst I do love having a choice of more than one or two different shower gels at one go (and I do like stockpiling stuff I am afraid of running out of), yet I could easily do with less stock especially for this year in which I am going to be living alone rather than with a son and/or husband as in the past.

All the above said, I still anyway intend to go through the whole of my life's worth of 'stuff' other than for the clothing and KonMari'ing it all. I am sure that in the past, for having space to hoard things, I would have overlooked many items that in a proper KonMari session I should have parted with in some way or another, being through selling, giving it away else realistically needing to place it in the bin. This last reminds me of an achievement from this week. After years of hauling it from home to home and barely ever making use of it, I finally discarded my old plastic drawing board that was in most recent years being used as a base for my crafting knife needs and was therefore pretty shabby and scratched and no good as a drawing board any longer anyway. Rather than haul it to my new home 'just in case' I ever needed a cutting board (especially now that I have stopped printing and cutting my own business cards and ordered professionally made ones instead), I put it in the recycling bin from where my hoarder son obviously pulled it out as he 'might need it' and 'why was it there?'. Don't worry, in the end I put it back into the recycling bag and went about my day. Some things are best parted with despite their years of service.

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