It would seem that moving as often as I have the stuff allotment would be smaller than most people. And it probably is, really. But it also seems that every time I move I end up sorting through the same things wondering "Do I need this? Really need it?" My general rule is toss first, regret later. But there is a small cardboard box that has seemed to make it through a slew of moves, growing a bit fuller with each one. It's marked "Treasures of this world" and when stacked with other boxes in storage marked "Linens," "Books," and "Kitchen stash" it makes me realize that the other stuff is just stuff. That box, though, really holds the treasures of my world.
On one side is a constantly growing collection of cards. Some kept for their art, some for their words, some for their occasion. A few I snagged from the basket next to Andrew's casket. A few traveled internationally, finding me in far away places. Some shout congratulations and heartfelt pride, some provoke tears and thanksgiving, some regret, one in particular probably shouldn't have meant much--we'd only just met, but I kept it, and now I'm glad I did.
I tell myself to throw them out, rid yet another box to tote around to yet another home. But I justify keeping them by throwing out something else instead.
Here are some things I am having a hard time justifying keeping:
1. A box of CDs--aren't these archaic? Shouldn't I purchase an external hard-drive to save them on and give the CDs away? This poses another question, though, if I give them away, does that mean i don't technically own them anymore and should theoretically delete them from my hard-drive?
2. The bible given to me when I graduated college. I'd have given it away a while ago, except it has my name in gold on the front and a nice inscription from Dr. Conn. So much for regifting.
3. Speaking of things given to me when I graduated: do we keep honor cords and tassels these days? When I younger all I wanted was a tassel to hang on my rear iew mirror, but they're both illegal and completely uncool these days, so? And honor cords? They're pretty all smashed together in a plastic bag, but they stink of a trophy I wish I had worked less to earn.
4. Giftbags. The only time I use them is when I'm really, really in a pinch because I like wrapping presents. I like how wrapped presents look, okay? So I have a slew of giftbags that are very pretty---and very, um, useless. Anyone want them?
All of this, though, is getting me thinking about a lot of things. For another post.
On one side is a constantly growing collection of cards. Some kept for their art, some for their words, some for their occasion. A few I snagged from the basket next to Andrew's casket. A few traveled internationally, finding me in far away places. Some shout congratulations and heartfelt pride, some provoke tears and thanksgiving, some regret, one in particular probably shouldn't have meant much--we'd only just met, but I kept it, and now I'm glad I did.
I tell myself to throw them out, rid yet another box to tote around to yet another home. But I justify keeping them by throwing out something else instead.
Here are some things I am having a hard time justifying keeping:
1. A box of CDs--aren't these archaic? Shouldn't I purchase an external hard-drive to save them on and give the CDs away? This poses another question, though, if I give them away, does that mean i don't technically own them anymore and should theoretically delete them from my hard-drive?
2. The bible given to me when I graduated college. I'd have given it away a while ago, except it has my name in gold on the front and a nice inscription from Dr. Conn. So much for regifting.
3. Speaking of things given to me when I graduated: do we keep honor cords and tassels these days? When I younger all I wanted was a tassel to hang on my rear iew mirror, but they're both illegal and completely uncool these days, so? And honor cords? They're pretty all smashed together in a plastic bag, but they stink of a trophy I wish I had worked less to earn.
4. Giftbags. The only time I use them is when I'm really, really in a pinch because I like wrapping presents. I like how wrapped presents look, okay? So I have a slew of giftbags that are very pretty---and very, um, useless. Anyone want them?
All of this, though, is getting me thinking about a lot of things. For another post.
posted by Lore at 13.12.08
1 Comments:
I just had to tell you that I going through my gift wrap bin the other day and came across my own stash of gift bags. I feel the same way about them, I like wrapped presents better, so I stuffed them all inside the biggest one and dropped them off at the local thrift shop. And I thought of you.
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