There is something incredibly empowering and therapeutic about organizing and de-junking. It has been my goal of late to rid our house of “extra” things: papers, clothes, magazines, newspapers, basically anything I don’t think we need. Now you see the real issue; it’s based solely on what I deem worthy of our keeping. Poor Andrew.
A wise man once said, “One man’s trash is another’s treasure,” (or something to that effect). Little did I understand that this also applies in marriage…we don’t always see trash as the same thing. :) Granted, I tend to not be very sentimental – perhaps less than the normal person. My poor husband feels nervous every time I mention the words trash, throwing away, getting rid of, donating, or any variation thereof. He sometimes goes through bags after I’m done just to make sure I haven’t gotten carried away.
The problem is, we both have genetics that include pack rattiness. :) I am bound and determined that these genetics will stay with previous generations and leave us in peace. Therefore, it is my philosophy that if you haven’t looked for it in the past year+, you probably don’t need it. Okay, I know this can be a bit extreme, but I’m certain we can live our lives with less “stuff!”
So, here’s to living simpler lives! After all, we can’t take it with us and we don’t need to be so burdened by it that we miss being involved in people’s lives!