So much Stuff!!!

I live in a 1900 square foot house. By myself… well, with two cats. Looking around, I have to take that back. I live in 300-400 square feet. The other 1500+ is storage space.

When did I accumulate these things? I have two 12-place settings of Corelle. I have two couches, three rocking chairs, a settee, and an overstuffed chair. I have two beds. (Keep in mind I live alone.) I have three dining room tables…. the list goes on. I have enough clothes to supply several families. I wear less than 1/4 of them. Of approximately 25 pairs of shoes, I wear about six.

Welcome to my world. I am not a collector, I’m a keeper. Like my parents and grandparents before me, I’ve found it easier to “tuck things away” than to give them away to people who might use them, recycle them or donate them. I looked around one day a few years ago and realized that space is wasting my life, time and money. A larger house costs more to heat, cool, maintain, and insure. The taxes are higher. It costs more to furnish. And furnishing it costs time and money in maintenance, upkeep, cleaning, dusting, and hunting for what I think I remember having… somewhere. That time and money could be used to live. I could enjoy my time more if my money were spent on enjoying rather than acquiring and storing. My family and some of my friends expressed concern about my logic, but I began to downsize. Yes, I still have the house and an overwhelming amount of stuff… the house is paid for, and the housing market stinks. Selling isn’t my best option at the moment. Still, I’ve gradually begun to simplify, and advocate that others consider the same.

My goal is to have sold this house within the next five years, along with most if not all the stuff in it. I want to move to the country, into a (maybe) brand new 3/4 in ground home with skylights and windows and a small greenhouse… a home that is about the size of a 1.5-2 car garage. I want most of my money to be invested in land, not buildings, taxes and utilities. I spend most of my waking time outdoors or at work anyway, after all. Or would like to, if I could spend less time cleaning and maintaining storage space.

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About thrugracealone

I'm a country girl raised city. I prefer open windows to AC, love a good thunderstorm, and enjoy hearing the owls and seeing lightning bugs. A bit old-fashioned, maybe, I can recognize many trees by name, resent elms and weeds, wish for a large garden and canning skills, and hope someday to downsize and get a few acres in the country. I am blessed with a terrific church, a good job, a sturdy house, two cats and a yard full of strawberries and mulberries in the right season. Some of my other favorite things to do are spoiling nieces and nephews, reading, swimming, biking, long walks, and blogging, of course. One of my favorite stories is creation. My abbreviated version goes like this: 1In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2Now the earth wasa formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters... And God moved... And God said... And it was very good. If God can speak to darkness, to an earth without form and void, and make something like this that we see everyday, and make it very good (and it was even better before the Fall!), He will surely make something wonderful out of the dark, void situations I sometimes find myself in. He has, and it's been very good. Two top posts: Can a Person Lose their Salvation? http://wp.me/p1CY5z-1R Baptism! http://wp.me/s1CY5z-baptism

Posted on August 4, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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