I was prompted by my recent desire to move my storage to a different facility and into a smaller unit. My current unit is a 5x5 so it's not exactly huge and in most complexes that is the smallest unit. It's like a nice walk in closet size. The unit I want to move into is a 4x4. While my current unit isn't filled and I am sure it would fit into the 4x4 just fine, I took the opportunity to get rid of things. I did a number getting rid of things.
Friday I snagged four large boxes from work and headed to storage. I had a field day tossing items into the donate box or the garbage box. I had old Coach catalogs. I don't need that. I attacked my holiday decorations first (which of course were the hardest to get to). I got rid of almost all of my holiday decor. I kept anything with sentimental value, purpose, or items I actually use. Everything else is gone. It was a cathartic experience. Many of the decoration items were left over from a previous relationship and through the years I have been slowing removing them. Now I can really say it's all gone. All of it and it feels good. I figure if I put up a holiday tree again (I kept my tree and the star), I will buy new base decor each year. I know it sounds like a money waster but its a space saver. Trust that I get out of hand with decorations and I am better only buying a little bit every year.
One of the things I rediscovered is how sentimental I am. I had a bin of items I had not looked at in years and most of it I did not get rid of. I have every letter my friend Sarah wrote me in High School, every letter from my pen pal in France, a postcard collection, Mariah Carey fan club newsletters from 1995, cards from friends, wedding invitations, yearbooks, the class book from 5th grade & 2nd grade, a book about me I made in 1st grade, the big wooden Frost Valley book, all my poetry from Middle School both printed and in it's original hand written form, etc. I feel like I rediscovered a bit of my past and it's really good.
|The before... see it wasn't stuffed full.|
|After.. hard to see but the whole left side is almost empty.|
|All the things leaving!|
|Full back seat!|
For anyone wondering, I do still have my trapeze. I am not ready to let Stella go (she is on the right side in the after pic but standing on her side). I still hope that in the future I might return to aerials (no more flying), but it will not happen until I can better manage it by being physically closer and taking private lessons for better focus.