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I just moved into my mom's condo. Here is a partial list of things I prefer over moving:
1. Getting every hair on my body waxed simultaneously
2. Letting a bunch of rats and/or cochroaches walk all over me
3. Watching a three hour documentary about soup
and so on.
You may have gathered from the above: I do not like moving. Not one bit.
Aside from the chaos and the mess and the physical labor required to move, I realize I hate having to confront one undeniable fact: I have waaaaaayyyyyy too much stuff! I have pared down with every move but the fact remains: I cling to my junk to an unhealthy extent. I hate seeing it because I think about how much money I wasted. I hate the poverty thinking that wouldn't let me part with things I had no use for, because "I might need it some time." I hate the evidence that I am investing in junk instead of using my currency to do good in the world. "For where your treasure is, so will your heart be." (Matthew 6:21) The two things that determine what is REALLY important to you, (and not what you SAY is important) are where you spend your money, and where you spend your time. So you say your priorities are your job and your family, but you spend all your time on the computer instead of with the fam and you spend all your money on clothes and ipods and toys, for example. These are tough lessons, disguised as STUFF.
This time, I got rid of 75% of it. (My goal was 90 but I had a hard time letting go.) I would be embarrassed to tell you how many huge black hefty bags of clohes I donated (8!) and how I made trip after trip to the charity thrift shop AFTER I had already had a garage sale (and raised $1080 for Oklahoma Tornado Relief! Woot!)
I am not a hoarder, I tell myself. Those people are gross, they have rotten food and dead things in their homes and papers stacked floor to ceiling. I'm not like that! Ah, my self says, but for the Grace of God. Just because it is carefully boxed and organized, does not make it any less clutter or junk. Just because it is in a garage instead of stacked floor to ceiling does not make it ok. Clinging to stuff is still a symptom of not trusting yourself or God to provide. Shopping for me is another compulsive behavior that makes me feel better, like eating crap food. And just like bad food, it is not fun anymore when you have to pay, either through pounds on the scale or pounds from the wallet. When I restrict one compulsive behavior, like eating, it comes out another way, like shopping. (Why can't I be one of those people who gets addicted to cleaning or exercise?! lol Just kidding, I know that is serious and they have pain as well. I am not trying to make light of anyone else's problem, I promise...)
I got rid of a lot. I am getting rid of more. But in the mean time: I am on a stuff fast. I am not buying anything (anything!) except food and household essentials (and not until I run out! I hoard toilet paper and cleaning supplies too!) for at least 3 months. I am hoping longer. I am also giving people "experience" gifts instead of stuff. For instance, I gave my son a kayaking trip for graduation.
One reason that I chose 3 months is because I am pretty sure I will need smaller clothes by then. My plan is that as I get new things, I will get rid of the larger stuff. No exceptions!
Have you ever heard George Carlin's rant about "stuff"? I wish I could link to it but he has a potty mouth and I don't want to offend anyone. It is brilliant though and worth a look up on youtube!
The FLY lady says that stuff= Something That Undermines Family Fun. I like that. Here's to more FUN and less STUFF.