Keep or Crap!

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4 December 2015

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I've promised myself, I would stay up until 2am, to finish what I am doing.  Haven't got a lot of time left to get everything cleared out now, so every minute counts.  Trying to decide what is worth keeping, is hard though, really hard, as everything, holds so many memories for us!

Trying to work out, what memory, is worth more than another memory is really quite hard, so I have decided, simply to base it on time.  The older the item is, memory wise, the more likely I am going to keep it.  It is working so far!

A lot of the bulk has already gone to the car boot sale.  I used to have so many dust collectors, that I had no choice.  Selling items for a pound each though, is hard, which is why Jay Greaves and Jason have carried out the task of selling.  I would just have second thoughts, and bring everything home with me again.  Really I would!

It is a lot easier, now we have found a good auction house.  Believe me, they are hard to find, few and far between, but these seem OK, thus far.  More boxing up of stuff tomorrow, although this time, the items I am going to keep, so a much happier task all round!

Peace and love always!

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Reflections - 5 February 2018

I am reminded of how difficult my life had become, just over two years ago. One has to remember the preparations we were making for our emigration to Spain was born out of adverse times, which made the disposing of possessions, even more difficult. I was feeling very resentful at the whole process and wanted to just get it over and done with.

They do say moving is the most stressful time of your life; well I have to concur with that, in fact for obvious reasons, this was the most difficult move of our relationship. We made our decision to relocate many months before, so the reality is, we had a prolonged period of packing, organising and clearing out. These endless months, were extremely stressful, putting strain on our relationship and my health, which was already in a bad state.

I am glad this chapter in my life is now over; it remains a painful memory, but a distant one, the more time passes. Of course we have moved again since we left for Spain, under much happier circumstances. This time we were packed and gone within a few days. I have much less stuff now, than I ever have and aim to further trim down, the baggage I have. As I get older, it is more important to scale down the items I have around me; they have become less and less important. I have come to the conclusion that life is much simpler, without 'things.' Of course I will never be a minimalist, but I am happy to admit, I am enjoying life far more, now I have been liberated from the shackles that kept me grounded in the past.

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