Hey there Clint, I sorted my chaff from the wheat a few years back. Now I have only a box file of documents/stuff that I might need. Everything else has no use to anyone else when the time comes.......executor can just hire skips and declutter without thinking about it. Having an Ivory Tower works out very well ๐ Cheers DougT ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐ฌ๐ง
โค๐งก๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ค๐ค๐๐ณโ๐๐ธ๐น๐ต๐ฅ๐ฅ Thanks Clint. Bang your drum, play your ukelele. Make an art installation of the unopened boxes?๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ธ๐ธ๐ต๐ต๐ณโ๐๐๐ค๐ค๐ค๐๐๐๐๐งกโค
Unasked for advice: When I need to "clean out", I triage. Triage will not prevent "land mines" but will make the process of "cleaning out" a little easier.
As you look at the things sort by these criteria: 1) I definitely want this, so I will keep it. 2) I definitely do not want this, so I will toss it or give away. 3) I do not know if I definitely want or do not want this so I will decide later. Put it aside.
This takes the pressure off while allowing you to begin to narrow down on the things.
If it is not a momento or artifact and you haven't used it in a year, toss or give it away. You can always buy a new one at a later date if you need one.
All great advice, Michael. Iโve used a similar system in the past, but I think the reality of living in a small space has me overthinking things and wanting to pack the space with everything. When I know for a fact I donโt use or even like everything. Itโs all slowly and surely coming together. Just slower than any place Iโve ever lived before. Oh. Well. Life goes on, right? Cheers!
I never saw Sandra perform before. Funny. If any place could get you moving, those bars playing (alternately) heavy metal and disco, they could. They even got me moving, and I'm the lamest dude on the planet for that stuff. Memories. Smells. Spilt beer and tobacco and cared-for leather and...me wearing nothing in the style of anything, grooving whenever I forgot to be self-conscious. On really good nights, someone would sidle up to me and begin a conversation of a conversation. How you deal with it all? You have to do it bit by bit, can't handle it all at once no matter how good your therapists are... I'd encourage you to forgive yourself for moving on. We're all just human. Doing the being human thing perfectly isn't in the cards. Crying and laughing, though...
Oh, I love Sandraโs weird blend of storytelling and song. Iโm lucky to have seen her perform in person three times. And once assisted on a photo shoot in the house she then-owned in Studio City. Was wild seeing original framed photos of some her more famous portraits. To her, theyโre โfamily photosโ Iโm told. Modest house and immense talent. As for your โlame dudeโ nights out, I can relate. When the music moves me, I donโt care whoโs watching, but I will accept flirtations and phone numbers on the dance floor. :-p As for everything else, thank you for the friendly reminders. Cheers, Clarke!
Hey there Clint, I sorted my chaff from the wheat a few years back. Now I have only a box file of documents/stuff that I might need. Everything else has no use to anyone else when the time comes.......executor can just hire skips and declutter without thinking about it. Having an Ivory Tower works out very well ๐ Cheers DougT ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐ฌ๐ง
โค๐งก๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ค๐ค๐๐ณโ๐๐ธ๐น๐ต๐ฅ๐ฅ Thanks Clint. Bang your drum, play your ukelele. Make an art installation of the unopened boxes?๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ธ๐ธ๐ต๐ต๐ณโ๐๐๐ค๐ค๐ค๐๐๐๐๐งกโค
You so smart, Steve. Before I play, I need a nap and then to make room to play! :-p
Dear Work In Progress,
Unasked for advice: When I need to "clean out", I triage. Triage will not prevent "land mines" but will make the process of "cleaning out" a little easier.
As you look at the things sort by these criteria: 1) I definitely want this, so I will keep it. 2) I definitely do not want this, so I will toss it or give away. 3) I do not know if I definitely want or do not want this so I will decide later. Put it aside.
This takes the pressure off while allowing you to begin to narrow down on the things.
If it is not a momento or artifact and you haven't used it in a year, toss or give it away. You can always buy a new one at a later date if you need one.
Happy Triaging. Fondly, Michael
All great advice, Michael. Iโve used a similar system in the past, but I think the reality of living in a small space has me overthinking things and wanting to pack the space with everything. When I know for a fact I donโt use or even like everything. Itโs all slowly and surely coming together. Just slower than any place Iโve ever lived before. Oh. Well. Life goes on, right? Cheers!
I never saw Sandra perform before. Funny. If any place could get you moving, those bars playing (alternately) heavy metal and disco, they could. They even got me moving, and I'm the lamest dude on the planet for that stuff. Memories. Smells. Spilt beer and tobacco and cared-for leather and...me wearing nothing in the style of anything, grooving whenever I forgot to be self-conscious. On really good nights, someone would sidle up to me and begin a conversation of a conversation. How you deal with it all? You have to do it bit by bit, can't handle it all at once no matter how good your therapists are... I'd encourage you to forgive yourself for moving on. We're all just human. Doing the being human thing perfectly isn't in the cards. Crying and laughing, though...
Oh, I love Sandraโs weird blend of storytelling and song. Iโm lucky to have seen her perform in person three times. And once assisted on a photo shoot in the house she then-owned in Studio City. Was wild seeing original framed photos of some her more famous portraits. To her, theyโre โfamily photosโ Iโm told. Modest house and immense talent. As for your โlame dudeโ nights out, I can relate. When the music moves me, I donโt care whoโs watching, but I will accept flirtations and phone numbers on the dance floor. :-p As for everything else, thank you for the friendly reminders. Cheers, Clarke!