I have never ever had a problem with throwing stuff out, and as much as I love going to goodwill for deals, I love taking stuff right back there. It's almost a high to get rid of stuff.
I've always considered my home decor style to be simple, not cluttered. Well I guess that was before Barclay, but for the most part, I like simple, clean, uncluttered.
Two days after Christmas we proceeded (with me in and out of the hospital with pre term labor) to move from a 3 bed room, two bath house with a HUGE garage and a HUGE attic to a 2 bedroom, 2 bath house with a little guesthouse and neither a garage or an attic.
If you had asked me 2 months ago I would have said that we hardly had any stuff. That we pretty much had only what we needed. Oh how my eyes have opened! We had an extreme amount of stuff. I really can't even believe it, and it seems to never end. I take a trip to take 3 or 4 boxes to goodwill almost every other day. I've sold stuff on craigslist, I've thrown out stuff, given away stuff and we still have too much. I've recently started giving away stuff I like, simply because we cannot fit it in this house. The things I have too much of are decoration/art stuff. It's my addiction but I don't want to ruin the look of my house by hanging every single thing I own.
I went to three thrift stores today to try to find two things I needed and I felt like I was in my own home because there was so much of my stuff being sold there!
Anyhow, all that to say that I have come to realize that stuff is so trivial. It is such a baggage. Every single time I throw something out, or give something away I feel like a huge weight has been lifted.
Well, after the baby is born and I feel like a human again (although maybe half a human because I'll probably be sleep deprived and overwhelmed), I am going to start posting little before and afters of our house that I'm making into our little home. It'll be fun.
Well at least I am not the type of person that has it all together so much that I am sitting around with a perfectly cleaned house, perfectly together and organized nursery, bag ready and packed by the door for the hospital just waiting for this baby to get here. I can literally think of about a million things I can get done before now and then. I just wish these contractions would stop long enough for me to do them.