It’s official. I. have. too. much. stuff.
I kind of want to take the “fuck it” approach and throw out nearly everything.
We know I can live without 80% of this stuff because I did – yeah okay I accumulated more stuff while I was in Japan but I wasn’t like in dire need of more than half of it!
I feel bad just chucking things that other people could use, but I’m just lazy enough to not want to deal with all the hoops you have to jump through to donate things (where’s a salvation army dumpster when you need one?!)
There are things I just have to keep, of course. My computers (duh), video game systems (entertainment is my sanity), books (well, the fiction ones. gotta find a way to get rid of these excess college texts…), I need some clothes anyway…. I’m not ready to let my dolls/stuffed animals go at this point and I’ve got them pretty well contained, anyway….
The point is, a downsizing needs to happen. Soon.
(And once I’ve done that, we’ll see where it leads me…)
Sometimes I think this House is too big for me. (And somehow, it’s still too small. Well, maybe it’s the town.)