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My best friend's first husband had a habit of getting rid of nearly everything he owned every few years. I'm not exactly certain as to why he developed the habit.

While my husband spent much of the evening packing I did some work in the basement. Gone is a trash bag of stuffed animals. Gone is a laundry center. Gone are two trash bags of trash (lint, dryer sheets, rotten clothes from the floods) I was too lazy to take out through the cellar door. One bag of clothes is on the porch awaiting the arrival of the National Kidney Foundation truck. A second bag is started for Goodwill. A couple of things are in the car for Planet Aid. And someone, thanks to Freecycle, is going to pick up my 12-speed bike I haven't used in 20 years.

As things disappear it feels like the possibilities are endless.


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Jun. 12th, 2007 07:55 am (UTC)
I love those clear outs. I so rarely regret throwing anything out and it's more than just making space in your house, it's like making space in your life.
Jun. 12th, 2007 09:23 pm (UTC)
I totally know what you mean. Last year I started going through all our stuff (was it really last year? Wow) and just giving away boxes and bags -- it felt very liberating. I've still got a lot to go, but I'm looking forward to having less 'stuff'.
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