nothing new or startling in here, but sometimes it's just really good to have a short and to-the-point reminder of why and how getting rid of stuff makes one's life better. I am inspired to tackle my wardrobe tomorrow.
ETA: six hours later I threw out 40% of my wardrobe and listed my XBox 360 and games on a local 'For Free' website. If no one wants them I'll take them to e-cycling next weekend.
I'm too scared to do my jewellery. I don't wear any, ever. but I feel such guilt for having once spent money on it.
And I have two of my grandad's indestructable hand-knitted sweaters. I dont wear them because they are wool, itchy, the wrong size, and so solid they could double for medieval armor, but they were my grandads. I'm kind of failing at the decluttering, here :(
ETA2: fuck. this is hard. suddenly i feel challenged to discard things that defined me 15 years ago
ETA3: okay, i filled one carton with books. I really have to get rid of my In Search Of Lost Time books, though, don't I? I've never read the whole trilogy, and at least part of that is because the 1982 pb translations are so bulky :( I bailed on going through the jewelery. Baby steps.