My house has, over the past 31 years since I moved here, turned into a combination Museum and unwanted items repositary. Yesterday, my daughter and I started a Blitzkrieg on the stuff that really had to go. First she booked a dump trip. I have no car and pedestrians aren't allowed, even if I could get the stuff there. Books and reusable items go to the Charity shops.
My last feathered friend went to a new home at least 10 years ago. Why did I keep for so long the huge bird cage, or the heavy mirror that used to hang over the fire place in the flat I left in 1990?
Then we started on the videos. The things we used with a VCR. I must have had at least a hundred of them. Double stacked. DVDs as well.
Some of them were originally my daughter's.
Surprisingly the ones to be removed went into two separate bags. Dump and daughter's loft. Why the loft? Because that is where she has stashed her VCR! Like me, there are some things she can't be permanently parted from, such as the Count Duckula videos of her childhood. I got rid of those I already have on DVD plus those I wouldn't want to ever watch again. I can't see me upgrading from DVD.
I should mention that I still have a VCR. Two, in fact, in case one breaks down!
Do you have clutter, or are you a minimalist? Is it clutter or a collection of old friends? One reason the job took so long was that a forgotten favourite would be unearthed and we would be lost in reminiscence before deciding dump/not dump.
Next trip will see the removal of my two ancient sewing machines. Or maybe just the Singer... Then the Jones really should go to a Museum!
Sometimes parting is such sweet sorrow... So why do it?
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