I am a bit of a hoarder. I keep a lot of useless things; skimpy clothes that I am too old to get away with wearing anymore (“may need for a dress-up party” is always a good excuse), letters (sometimes even promotional birthday letters + vouchers from old gyms etc), and even friends (that do more harm than good). Obviously, I don’t usually do too well when it comes to spring cleaning.
As usual, this Spring I sat on my bed eyeing hoards of clothes and shoes in my waredrobe that I know I will never wear again. I have piles and boxes of useless letters, cards and brochures that will never again be read. Why does it seem so painful to get rid of things I won’t miss? If I don’t, I won’t be able to fit new things in. Get rid of the old to make room for the new. Perhaps I am too consious of the hours I spent earning the money to waste on these things. Not ready to let go of the memories and feelings that go with the cards and brochures, even if in reality they are already gone.
Knowing that I should get rid of them all, I decided to stop procrastinating about the useless crap and instead, get rid of some things that are causing me some real grief – certain friends, habits, and baggage as a result of bad relationships and experiences that I have gathered since last Spring.
I’m definately ready to get rid of all this. Tomorrow.
