We are planning an international move and I know that not
everything can come. It’s not the
furniture or lamps or even some of the artwork that bothers me, it’s all the
things that I am sentimental about. Over
the years I’ve gotten rid of many things I thought were sentimental only to
discover later that I had no need for them but now I find that I have afgans
and quilts and bedding that my Oma, Nana and Mom have made for me and they now
sit in a bag in the basement, unused, gathering dust. I have a Lane Chest in my crawl space full of
memories, photos and items that just sit there.
My children have no interest in them, they don’t understand what they
are or what they are for, so what do I do with it all?
I found these really great ‘clauses’ that I am going to
follow for all of my sentimental clutter:
The fire clause.
Ask yourself what you would want to take with you in case of a fire. This is a
great way to determine what you truly value.
The function clause.
Decide what in your home has a purpose — and what doesn't. Ask yourself why you
are holding on to the items that don't have a specific use and decide if the
space they are taking up is worth it.
The someday clause.
In most cases get rid of the things you are hoping to use or wear "someday". Chances are someday will come and you won't like the thing
anymore anyway.
The happiness clause.
Last but not least, keep only the things that make you truly happy.
As you go through your stores of
sentimentalities, make three stacks:
Stack 1: Items that can be scanned, photographed or
digitized for savingStack 2: Items you want to display proudly on shelves or other areas in your home
Stack 3: Items you can donate or sell
It’s hard to be ruthless when it comes to
memories, especially when it is a memory of a loved one past, but I’ve come to
realize that my memories are in my head, my heart and that is where they will
always be. I now have a wonderful
collection of memories that I can look at, a few that I can touch and a couple
that I can look at and the memories are still there – they always will be.
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