Everyday I see our new house across the street (pending all with our financing and inspections), beckoning to me to paint it, decorate it, fix it. It has also put me in a “get ready to move, downsize” kind of mood.
Does anyone else worry about the sentimental value they place on their junk? I have such a hard time giving things away! I half worry one day I will be on that hoarders show where people can’t throw away tin foil or old expired coupons (luckily I don’t think I will ever save hair or nail clippings—gross). I’m not that far gone, I don’t think, but I do wish I were the type that every time I bought something new, I cleared out my closet of something from last season. I’m just not that way.
I decided this time to be brutal. I often have to put something in (and out) of the Goodwill pile multiple times until I can say adios. I try to think of the “if you haven’t used it in a year” philosophy but that seems so strict to me. This time I actually was slightly successful: 7 t-shirts, 3 sweaters, 1 skirt, 1 shorts, a purse. Not great, but a start.
The other thing that may be harder is my dental school notes. I already threw away hundreds of pages last year when a classmate downloaded all of our notes for the past four years onto a searchable DVD. Golden. But I don’t quite trust it. And I am attached to the hundreds of pages of scribbles and hours of studying evidenced by stains and smudges. I am trying to do more now that I know that I should never have to make a denture again or do a root canal, etc. But I still have that panicked feeling, “But what if I do?”
I would love to hear tips from you super organized people who don’t seem to have the same emotional attachment to old pieces of paper and out of fashion clothing that I do!