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This is a way of making myself write something coherent and grammatically correct almost every day. I'm opinionated and need an outlet. I'm also prone to flights of fancy. Thanks for stopping by. |
| I'm a materialistic person. I'm trying to get away from that. I've stopped collecting things. I don't want autographs from famous people or travel souvenirs or other things that my heirs don't want to keep or be bothered with discarding when I'm gone. I'm not rich enough to collect art or jewels or anything notable. I haven't been able to stop buying books. But aside from reducing my intake of new things, I'm not making much progress on getting rid of old things. I've finally gotten rid of shoes I'll never wear again, even if they were like new. I'm talking myself into getting rid of some other things I'll never use. For instance, no one uses hair curlers any more. But have I thrown mine away? No, they are still in a drawer, taking up space. I've never used the Christmas cookie jar that looked so cute. Why haven't I dusted off the box and donated that somewhere? Wool suits that are outdated are still in my closet. They will never be back in style. Good Will won't take out of style clothes or long coats because they don't move. Even charity closets can't give away out of style clothes. The trash can is waiting, but I feel so guilty throwing out expensive things. There's a TV downstairs that works. A furniture style console color TV before remote controls were made. No one wants it. I have an upright piano that needs refinishing sitting in my garage, but it needs restringing. It hasn't been tuned since the early 1900's, so the strings are no good. I'd have to pay someone to carry it to the dump. I've been too attached to things. I'm having a hard time letting go. Now I'm watching my sick brother selling his backhoe and his motorcycle because he knows he's dying and won't need them. He wants to save his children the trouble. He wants to close up all his remodeling projects on his property, so that the kids can sell the house easily enough. In our consumption oriented, heavily merchandised culture, it's easy to lose sight of what really matters to us. We over complicate our lives with material things. I've never had much money, so I've never had a lot. Yet I've had more than I needed. I'm working on it, on cutting back. Maybe I'm getting mentally ready to let go. I don't want to wait too long. |
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