Although I’ve been saying it for several weeks, it is finally sinking in that I will be moving in a month and a half (43 days). Since I will be living in grad student housing, I won’t need to bring any furniture. On the down side this means I need to sell everything that fills my two bedroom apartment. And now, as I look around, it seems like I own far more than I ever knew. Sigh, this is going to be a lot of work. I want to get rid of everything with ample time so I can limit my stress levels closer to the day of, yet how does one survive without any furniture?
Fortunately I don’t have emotional attachments with most of the furniture, but I was informed (by the parentals) that I may need to sell my bedroom set. This is the one piece of furniture I’ve ever purchased on my own and it is gorgeous. We’ve gone through a lot together, that set and me, and I don’t particularly want to get rid of it. What’s worse? I know I won’t even recoup a teensy bit of the price I paid. We’ll see how that one works out for me.
Then, while I was putting away laundry yesterday, I realized that I own too much clothing. Way too much for me to take with me on my cross country journey. So before I put anything into the drawers, I started removing items. When was the last time I wore you? Where did I get you and why? Will I really miss you or am I being overly sentimental? And next thing you know, I had a big ol’ pile of clothes to giveaway. I’m almost positive I could clothe a person for quite some time.
But I won’t lie, it was tough. There are items I’ve been holding onto for ages. The skirt I wore to my sophomore high school homecoming or the shirt I bought with my first real boyfriend. I’ve been holding onto these items for my own personal reasons. And now it is time to let go. Yes, they held great meaning to me, but I’ll always have those memories. It will be better for someone less fortunate to enjoy the clothing rather than wasting space in my dresser. Time to let go, purge myself of the unnecessary, and prepare for the next chapter in my life. Onward and upward, right?
Do you have difficulty letting go of material objects? How do you manage to remain level headed during the process?