Human beings must be the only living beings on earth that take so much crap with them whenever and wherever they move. Honestly, I’m amazed at it myself. And I envy nomads just a little for how little they have to pack when moving because they move all the time. There are all these little things that make it so hard to travel from one place to another: memorabilia, books you think you may never find in stores, clothes, cooking supplies, etc… I try my best looking at this junk with a fresh eye in mind, telling myself that if I don’t see myself using this item in the next 6 months, I should probably part with it now and not be the hermit crab with an oversized shell on my back all the time.
I like the Feng Shui philosophy that you need to dejunk once in a while because if you hold onto things that no longer serve a purpose, your beliefs are also holding you back from reaching your full potential in life. Besides, by thinking that you may need it again in the future and therefore you don’t want to part with it, you are confirming to the universe that you don’t believe in your own capability to earn the money in the future that would enable you to buy that item again if need be. Not a very Western way of thinking, is it? “Got too much junk? Buy a bigger house!” “Got too much junk in your garage? Buy organizers to stash all that away!” I didn’t do enough dejunking when I moved out of my mom’s. I just literally opened up my desk drawers and threw the contents of each drawer into its own box. And now I think it’s time to let go of old MAC lip glosses, mismatched earrings, and so on.
I knew the moving day was fast approaching but it kind of crept up on me too. I tried getting a two week head start on organizing and packing but there’s still some stuff to sell and still lots of things to find a proper classification system for. What to store away, what you can’t live without – very difficult to decide. And wow, I never realized my “crafts” category took up so much room! Fabrics, notions, felt, yarn… and guess what, I need that stuff at the most random of times too!
I’m a little anxious to find out how much stuff we’ll need to move in a year for the three of us together. Ayye..

