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All of the upheaval and emotional turmoil in my life has made me reevaluate who I am and what is important to me. And this contemplation has led to purging my life of many of my possessions. When I moved to Charleston, I had nine boxes of books and four boxes of CDs. I took a step back from my beloved books and CDs to really think about what makes me happy. Books don't make me happy, the stories do. CDs don't make me happy, the music does. And why do I feel as though I need a tangible library of books I've read or music I listen to in order to define myself? I really don't. So, I decided to shake that elephant from my back and sell most of my books and CDs. I kept less than one hundred CDs and placed the artwork booklets and discs in a large CD wallet. I kept three boxes of books that are terribly special to me or are ones I have not yet read. My aim is to be able to house all of my books, CDs, and personal documents on my five-shelf bookcase, and I think that's a reasonable goal.
Over the past three days, I've separated what I want to keep from what I want to sell. I have listed 200 CDs on Half.com for sale. All of the songs I wanted to keep are safely loaded on iTunes and backed up on DVD-RW discs. And then I listed about 150 books. After the sales slow down and summer rolls around, I am going to take the remaining books and CDs to used stores to rid myself of them for good. I've already made over a hundred in sales in just the last three days. Prices are cheap, so if you think I might have something you'd like, you can view my 'shop' right here.
Today, I went through two boxes of records and files that belong to Jason and I. I boxed his up to mail to his mother so she can pass them on to him. He left his checks, car title, tax information, everything here with me. As for my stuff, I tossed most of the old records I no longer need. I kept a small stack of stuff (medical records for Ferguson and I, car maintenance records, birth certificate, etc) and placed it in a single accordion folder.
This is the first step I can take toward bettering my life. I don't need so many things to define myself or make me happy. They are simply boxes of items I lug around to show I know about things. And if I decide I want to move to another city in a year or two, then this can only help me by reducing the number of things I'll have to move.
Next up? I need to go over to the house we were living in and pack up the kitchen items and linens/towels for storage. I'll also need to pack up the food in the fridge and pantry to bring over here to my grandmother's. Once that is done, I'll be ready to call in reinforcements to move my furniture and a few boxes of kitchen items into storage. All in all, it shouldn't be too much. I have a queen-size bed, a dresser, a chest of drawers, a lingerie chest, two end tables, chair with ottoman, a sofa, a tv stand, and a kitchen table with four chairs. My bookshelf and treadmill are coming over here to live with me. Progress.
Over the past three days, I've separated what I want to keep from what I want to sell. I have listed 200 CDs on Half.com for sale. All of the songs I wanted to keep are safely loaded on iTunes and backed up on DVD-RW discs. And then I listed about 150 books. After the sales slow down and summer rolls around, I am going to take the remaining books and CDs to used stores to rid myself of them for good. I've already made over a hundred in sales in just the last three days. Prices are cheap, so if you think I might have something you'd like, you can view my 'shop' right here.
Today, I went through two boxes of records and files that belong to Jason and I. I boxed his up to mail to his mother so she can pass them on to him. He left his checks, car title, tax information, everything here with me. As for my stuff, I tossed most of the old records I no longer need. I kept a small stack of stuff (medical records for Ferguson and I, car maintenance records, birth certificate, etc) and placed it in a single accordion folder.
This is the first step I can take toward bettering my life. I don't need so many things to define myself or make me happy. They are simply boxes of items I lug around to show I know about things. And if I decide I want to move to another city in a year or two, then this can only help me by reducing the number of things I'll have to move.
Next up? I need to go over to the house we were living in and pack up the kitchen items and linens/towels for storage. I'll also need to pack up the food in the fridge and pantry to bring over here to my grandmother's. Once that is done, I'll be ready to call in reinforcements to move my furniture and a few boxes of kitchen items into storage. All in all, it shouldn't be too much. I have a queen-size bed, a dresser, a chest of drawers, a lingerie chest, two end tables, chair with ottoman, a sofa, a tv stand, and a kitchen table with four chairs. My bookshelf and treadmill are coming over here to live with me. Progress.