Do you have a lot of stuff? I know I do. Sometimes when I see how much “stuff” I have accumulated over the years I wonder just how come I keep it all? A colleague and I were just talking the other day about how stuff becomes way less important in our lives when we have to pay to move it or pay to store it. I would also add if you have to clean it.
What kind of stuff do we have anyway? Is it sentimental? Is it collectible? Is it a family heirloom? Or is it just junk that you’ve let pile up? I would say that my stuff is some of all of the above. And, of course, that’s just my stuff. That doesn’t include my husband’s stuff and if we start talking about that I might just get on a rant.
You see, my husband grew up in the oldest house in Winter Park and it is 3 stories and big. And the attic is the whole 3rd floor so you can imagine the stuff that was in that house. I’m sure it was also fun to explore all of the things up there. My husband’s family also are collectors so there were lots of collections in my husband’s life and still are today. Except…we live in a small house so that makes it harder. Well, I’d better stop about that before I get on my rant.
So, back to stuff. Everybody has it, no one is immune. It’s just a question of degree. Lately I’ve been thinking that the degree of stuff that I have is too much. I’m in the mood to purge. I just hope my husband is okay with my newest campaign to de-clutter our lives.
Now the question is, do I sell the stuff I have or just give it away. I guess that’s a topic for another day.