Last year my New Years resolution was to become a minimalist. I gave myself 12 whole months to get rid of my crap that I didn't use, need, want. The only thing I did was reduce my storage space from 10 boxes to 3. It was a big step, but that was all I did... if you don't count getting rid of my boyfriend - haaaaa ha.
So here I am 16 months later and I'm thinking I really need to get on that bandwagon....again. To be honest, I probably wouldn't be so inclined if I had more storage space, but I really think it's a blessing in disguise.
I recently found this blog and feel I really need to up my game. Do I really need all the crap I have? Do I even use it? I guess if I use it at least twice or three times a year and if not - out it goes?
I've had a set of golf clubs in a fedex triangle box shoved in my closet for 4 years and haven't used them once. Now that I have moved and only have one closet...that is already full; the clubs are in the middle of my dining room staring at me every time I walk by. What if this summer I decide to go golfing more? What if I decide to do 9 or 18 holes instead of just going to the driving range? You know I'll look pretty suave hauling the clubs around in a fedex box! You're jealous, it's ok to admit it. I can't believe I don't even have a golf bag *sigh*
The problem with getting rid of stuff is...you won't have it anymore...I know..tricky. I get attached to things because of who gave them to me and the memory behind it more than the actual object sometimes. I have some knick knacks that are kind of tacky, but they remind me of that time when we did something together or went on that trip to Seattle or remember when that guy did that thing? I have the receipt from the dinner that night! OH MY GOD I NEED HELP.