Today marks my second weekend, hosting a garage sale, eliminating, for a fraction of what I paid all that hard earned stuff. Stuff I was once proud of, stuff that had been a big part of my life.
Car load after car load has been donated and last week was our first attempt to move stuff out of the house into the garage, in the hope to make a penny or two.
I am exhausted, literally, ever since we decided to sell the house, getting it ready for a smooth transition. Although I don’t think there will be anything smooth about it.
It’s been long days, taking pictures off the walls, patching up nail holes, going through more stuff, and kicking up dust with all the moving around. I suppose it’s a good thing, but on the health front I’m barely hanging on. It’s physical to say the least and I can’t wait to have a day off.
Saturday and Sunday will be garage sale days again. Monday’s new pictures are taken of the house, showcasing a new minimalist, streamlined and clean image. Tuesday the house goes back on the market with a open house for the next weekend.
It’s been weeks of hard work. Work that we caused ourselves acquiring all that stuff. I suggest having annual garage sales to get rid of excessive stuff instead of letting it collect. Perhaps you could adapt a one in, one out rule to keep things under control, and it might be even something I will have to do if moving into a tiny home.
Truth is that all that stuff here on earth we work so hard to buy and accumulate, does not mean a thing in the end. At the end of the day, people will be cleaning out our stuff, going through our stuff, figuring out what to do with all of our stuff. Stuff we accumulated over a lifetime. The only thing of value that remains are the memories and what we deposit into others. May we all learn to spend less time accumulating stuff and spend more time making memories.