** Won't you please share the joy of WYFP by recommending?
WYFP is our community's Saturday evening gathering to talk about our problems, empathize with one another, and perhaps share advice. Everyone and all sorts of troubles are welcome. May we find peace and healing here. :-)
I and my boyfriend will both be moving within the coming months, I to a different apartment in the same city, he to another state. So, we spent some time today sorting through all our crap in the garage. What to keep? What to sell? What to give away?
These VHS tapes are good movies and have probably only been watched once, but is anyone going to want VHS tapes anymore? Why have I lugged this scuba diving weight belt through three moves? What leather project did I have in mind when I bought this garment-weight whole pig skin? Am I ever going to think of anything to do with this ratty alligator skin cut out of an antique briefcase, and if not then am I keeping it simply because I feel badly for the little alligator, which has probably been dead for 75 years? Does the potential but nonspecific future need for these slightly leaky quart bottles of leather dye outweigh the possibility that they will leak where it would not be good to leak leather dye? Did I really believe I was going to have a use for a dirty, rusty used purple cockatiel cage? Should I keep this entire box full of books about dolphins, simply because I do love dolphins, in the knowledge that I will probably never read them again? Is this PC too obsolete to be worth giving away? Why did I insist on $75 when someone wanted it at a garage sale two years ago? I should have just given it to them. Oh, and, do I keep my boyfriend's TV, dvd player and vcr, which he doesn't want to take with him, or do I get rid of them since I actually never watch TV and would honestly rather not be tempted to?
These are all rhetorical questions. I think they are really about all the meanings and values we attach to our stuff. I will get rid of all these things, in some cases reluctantly, but I'll feel better after I do it and I doubt I will miss any.
So how are you this evening? What's in your mental attic, the basement of your memories, the cluttered garage of your heart? What's your effing problem?