50 pounds of baggage GONE!
I hung out with baby all yesterday and he helped me not give a crap about all my old school papers.
WHY do we carry that shit around with us for so long? Out of all my school sketch books I only ripped out like 20 pages worth keeping and even those were questionable. Written papers? HAHA. I only had to do like 2 the entire time I was in school and they sounded like they were written by a fucking 2nd grader. A not very smart 2nd grader at that.
Okay, I twinged slightly at all my intricate and detailed photography chemical notes and all the glazing compounds for pottery and the endless typography history and notes.. and the art history notes. Oh… did I know this stuff at some point in my life? Well, I don’t now so fuck it.
While it felt like a great relief to get rid of this stuff (including all my mechanical drafting stuff from HIGH SCHOOL) it was also a struggle to not feel like a total loser since I barely remember anything about anything. And it isn’t pregnancy or motherhoods fault either. I’m simply lazy. and never ever applied myself.
I threw out 47 tons of old photographs of me naked and wearing wigs…. (why god?!)
Next I will tackle my huge portfolios filled with shitty charcoal drawings.
Now that all the proof that I once knew something has disappeared… now what? Do I have to amass more proof only to throw it away in 5, 10, 15 years? This is depressing, I tell you.
This frenzy has been brought on by feeling cluttered and trapped. We have so much STUFF (and I’ve complained about it before) and I don’t want all the clutter to be my fault and due to some lame pointless sense of hanging on to the past. So I am being brutal. The more crap in the house to harder it is to keep Jack out of trouble. I want him to be able to roam free like the fuzzy little house buffalo crumb nibbler he is.
Every room is a problem. The bathroom is painted and the new cabinet is almost ready to be put up and that is a good start for that area. Everwhere else feels sort of hopeless. I’ve been weeding books. Weeding books is very hard as I have to pick up each book, remember where it came from, when I read it, blah blah blah. Dishes are bing removed. general crap is going on 3 month probation. 39 pieces of luggage are getting tossed.
project list:
- giant free floating window frame needs ot be taped, sanded, primered, painted and hung up.
- The snack box cat litter tray MUST happen. The IkeaHacker site is a good one and I recommend it. They have a great post about hiding your cat litter box in plain site.
So here is my big dilemma. Here I am, carting shit out of here by the truckload. And all the while I have this HUGE urge to go buy some stuff to help me organize. The ikea snack boxes for one. more stuff, another project. It’s like I hate myself and want myself to never relax. I also want this other thing frpom Ikea that will help keep stuff hidden from jack. that’s important, right?
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March 25, 2008 at 7:50 pm
I am in this SAME PLACE right now. Well, not same. But the “looking around in despair at all the STUFF” place and the “knowing that even if I undergo the extremely time-consuming process of culling it, I will only replace it with MORE STUFF” place.
March 26, 2008 at 9:23 am
I find that eliminating the accumulation of a life lived to be on going…I try to pass on things I have used and no longer need, ( let someone else deal with), or borrow from libraries the books I want to browse instead of buying, I also do one swap a year with friends, one for one items of books, clothing, toys and games, and when we are all ready we do a friends annual garage/yard sale. I limit myself to one “new” book a month and try to limit other purchases by setting a reasonable budget for that spending, once I spend my $40.00 that month I can’t use funds from other sources…I find I am much more careful about what I purchase….it has cut down on the amount of “stuff” I have to deal with, store, and ultimately live with.
Good luck on your clearing out.
March 27, 2008 at 5:26 pm
what?! you got rid of your drafting shit?
fuckity.
totally was worth keeping,