I have moved three times in the past three years. I know it sounds like a ton of moving but before that I lived in the same apartment in NYC for almost 8 years. You would think after all of this moving I would have less “stuff”.
Even though I have purged and donated tons of clothes, I no longer need several winter jackets, California winters are heaven compared to back east. I still have so much “stuff”.
I am officially a memory hoarder. I can not throw away cards. I have birthday cards from my first birthday which came with me on my cross country move.
I also have a mini obsession with pictures. I love taking pictures and surrounding myself with memories. I now live thousands of miles away from my family and closest friends so pictures are super important to me. However I have boxes and boxes of photo albums now stuffed into cabinets in our new kitchen.
My grandmother lived in a one bedroom apartment when she was older. I was always impressed with her storage techniques. She hardly used the over so she would put bread and other items in the oven and microwave. Pretty smart lady, too bad I can’t put cards or photos in mine.
I hardly have any clothes anymore, I wear mostly yoga clothes every day now since I am no longer in the corporate world. I don’t know if I should be embarrassed or proud that I have less clothes than my boyfriend?
It is hard for me to let go of my “stuff.” Instead I have spent the past few days reorganizing my boxes so I can fit more things in so it looks like I have less. I can’t seem to part with a birthday card from years ago from my best friend. Even though I hardly look at it, when I do it brings me so much happiness.
Each one of us holds different items near to our hearts. For me, I love the memories that I can look back to by looking at a picture or reading a card that melts my heart.
What is the one thing you can’t let go of? Share with us!
Big Hugs,
Katie
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