Apologies in advance
I am sure that posting will be light for the next few weeks because of the move. The imminent move. The frighteningly imminent move.
We need to be out of here by March 1, which means that we need to, uh, pack. Pack, and more importantly, discard whatever we're not taking with us, which is a lot. We've spent the last three years filling up this four-bedroom, two-floor-plus basement house, and we're somehow going to have to pare down our belongings to fit a 900-square-foot apartment. I don't really know how this feat is going to be accomplished, but I suspect several charities are going to get some very large bags full of our belongings, and several more of our neighbors will be bequeathed whatever's too big to stuff into bags.
Why is the idea of tossing away everything so exhilarating? Or is it just me? I like to buy crap just as much as the next consumer, and yet the idea of setting everything out on the curb fills me with glee. We have very few items that I'd feel sad about losing. I'm afraid that once I start shedding belongings I won't be able to stop. I'm going to be in the new place and realize that I gave away all my pants.
The new place! We have a new place! So, uh, I hope this house closing goes smoothly, because otherwise, whoops. We're renting in the heart of Park Slope, and I will officially be that most loathed of creatures—the Park Slope Mom. I intend to start pushing around a double-wide stroller, just for the hell of it. While walking slowly. And drinking a latte. And shouting at my imaginary daughter Finona not to run into traffic.










February 2, 2009
Reader Comments (93)
Discard with glee I say! The charities will love you!
Good luck with your move!
Good luck with the move! Can't wait to hear all about it!
(New condo, small salary, same state)Sarah
I've been writing about purging, too. My Freecycle group has gotten some goodies, lately, but other stuff I've gotta sell, which means it's still sitting around here. (Kicking stupid saleable stuff.)
http://www.finslippy.com/finslippy/2008/10/if-youre-wondering-where-i-am.html
Soon I'll talk more about why. Thanks for the nudge!
(Karma-baiting impression of a Park Slope Mom blocking sidewalk traffic on Seventh Avenue, courtesy of your former neighbor, who is due in five weeks with her first child, and very glad you're coming back.)
The only thing that troubles me is the cost to acquire what I'm getting rid of. Don't get me wrong, I still give it away or throw it away, but it makes me a little sad knowing that money could've been used to buy something else. Or saved for something else. Then a few days later something will catch my eye, and the vicious cycle begins all over again. If only we knew in advance the difference between LOVE and MEH.
I'm so homesick.
Good luck with the move! Enjoy Park Slope.