On purpose
We finally moved into our permanent place today. Our stuff arrived yesterday
It's good to be surrounded by the things YOU chose to have in your life. The corporate housing was okay, and the things there were sufficient, but nothing there was what we would have chosen for ourselves. The furniture was better to look at than sit in. The utensils were not functional.
Some of our stuff is relieving to be around again: the kitchen table, the bed, the entertainment center, and the couch.
But most of our stuff depresses me. It's not that the stuff is not good enough, it's just that we don't need it. Like plastic cups, and Tupperware, and 12 bottle openers. I keep asking Kelly if I can take some packed boxes straight to the trash since the stuff is all right there and ready to go. Why waste more of our time on stuff that I hate? Hopefully we can give and throw most of this crap away. I'm both relieved and stressed to be around our stuff. And I know that most of this junk is mine.
Some of my problem is being in transition with boxes still everywhere, and things in holding places, not put away yet, but most of it is just feeling burdened by a bunch of useless, cheap crap.
Kelly did all the unpacking today and let me do the things I have been dying to do for myself for years, but never had the garage to do them in, like change the oil in my vehicles.
It felt good. The truck and bike are really happy. Now that I have a place to do preventive maintenance, I like having high mileage vehicles. I'm planning to change a fluid in each vehicle every weekend until they're all newly fluidated. I want to put a new muffler on El Truckbo next weekend too.
Shoob really seemed to just be feeling at home last night at the corporate housing, she was all-up-ons last night with both Kelly and me. But she seems to be adjusting.
I guess that I am in a period of my life where I am doing things deliberately, with a plan, purpose, and forethought, so I want the things around me to be there because they are a part of that purpose, and things that remind me of a less deliberate part of my life feel like clutter.
It's good to be surrounded by the things YOU chose to have in your life. The corporate housing was okay, and the things there were sufficient, but nothing there was what we would have chosen for ourselves. The furniture was better to look at than sit in. The utensils were not functional.
Some of our stuff is relieving to be around again: the kitchen table, the bed, the entertainment center, and the couch.
But most of our stuff depresses me. It's not that the stuff is not good enough, it's just that we don't need it. Like plastic cups, and Tupperware, and 12 bottle openers. I keep asking Kelly if I can take some packed boxes straight to the trash since the stuff is all right there and ready to go. Why waste more of our time on stuff that I hate? Hopefully we can give and throw most of this crap away. I'm both relieved and stressed to be around our stuff. And I know that most of this junk is mine.
Some of my problem is being in transition with boxes still everywhere, and things in holding places, not put away yet, but most of it is just feeling burdened by a bunch of useless, cheap crap.
Kelly did all the unpacking today and let me do the things I have been dying to do for myself for years, but never had the garage to do them in, like change the oil in my vehicles.
It felt good. The truck and bike are really happy. Now that I have a place to do preventive maintenance, I like having high mileage vehicles. I'm planning to change a fluid in each vehicle every weekend until they're all newly fluidated. I want to put a new muffler on El Truckbo next weekend too.
Shoob really seemed to just be feeling at home last night at the corporate housing, she was all-up-ons last night with both Kelly and me. But she seems to be adjusting.
I guess that I am in a period of my life where I am doing things deliberately, with a plan, purpose, and forethought, so I want the things around me to be there because they are a part of that purpose, and things that remind me of a less deliberate part of my life feel like clutter.
Yeah... I found all of the pieces to the coffeemaker!!
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Personally, I do not think we have too much stuff. We are both grown-ups that are trying to create a nice and comfortable home. Our problem is that we are living in a townhouse and not a house with a basement or attic. I'm not complaining, I really like were we are, but it's just a fact. We are ready for a house with a gourmet kitchen that can fit both our food processors and all of my cake decorating tools, and in year we’ll have that. Right now, we will have to deal with some of the boxes.
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I have a huge house and two barns to store stuff in & I still find myself with too much clutter. Of course, this is my own fault, I'm sure, but still...
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