Monday, July 14, 2008

Parting is such sweet sorrow

While it may seem logical, given the title, that I'm going to post about all the people I saw over the weekend at Old Home Days -- which was the best year yet by far -- no, I'm going to wonder aloud why I can't throw anything away.

1. Aside from my Pappagallo purse, I've held onto things which no sentimental value, such as a tube of Peppermint foot lotion that I purchased at the Jamaica Plain CVS in 1996. I've moved this particular item three times since owning it. After I publish this post the lotion is going in the trash.

2. I have a pair of brown M+M earrings that have a lowercase "e" on them, purchased for me by my mom at Love of Pete in 1981 or 1982. Why? I have unsharpened pencils that are just as old which I kept because they were decorated with alligators or lollipops or something.

3. I have trouble growing plants from seed because I just can't bring myself to thin them enough. I dig out the seedlings that I should be throwing away and plant them in little pots, and then water them until they get too big for the pot before I give up trying to find homes for them.

4. I hang onto computer files and e-mail, and I still have every promo CD that I've ever received, and in many cases I kept the mailing envelope and the one sheet as well.

5. I discovered over the weekend that I have two old cell phones and three working cameras that are not in use.

Any ideas how to break this habit?


JSE said...

Marry somebody who likes to throw stuff out? That's the only think that worked for me. Might be too late for you.

Lumpyheadsmom said...

Put them in a box for a specified period - like six months or a year. If you don't need them, want them, or think about them in that time frame, throw out the whole box.

Em said...

@ jse -- I think your lovely wife might only like to throw out your stuff. I remember she held onto syllabi from classes she never even took for at least five years after college!

kagemom69 said...

I will come purge you junk - I have been doing more & more of it with my own crap and I can't tell you how liberating it has been (but I do still have my old Pappagallo too and the covers my mom made for it - that I can;t part with)

Anonymous said...

Keep reading that clutter causes stress - I'm stressed when I try to figure out what to do with all this stuff!

-chiens' mom

Auntly H said...

lhm: that doesn't help. I open the box and rethink everything.

em: if you find the magic solution, let me in on it. I have been trying, but damn, it's hard to toss stuff.

Add a genetic predisposition and guilt for my contributions to landfills to the mix and I'm one messed up pack rat.

Aunt Bob said...

Give the cameras to a preschool!

Then again, why listen to me. I'm such a pack rat that my house is filled with other people's stuff!