One almost-full truckload of old furniture, moved out of my house today by 1-800-GOT-JUNK: $571.00. (They did a great job, by the way, hence the “plug” here.)
A half a front porch full of toys, books, and clothes, to be picked up by Goodwill tomorrow: FREE.
Sitting on the floor of my living room because I can (and don’t care that I don’t have new furniture yet), and basking in my semi-decluttered bliss: PRICELESS.
I still have a lot left to do before Labor Day and am headed off to the beach tomorrow (until IOUSA comes out on Thursday, because it’s not showing there…), but I’m bound and determined to pretend we are moving so that I fool myself into actually getting rid of maybe 1/3 to 1/2 of my “stuff.” Seriously. As the 1-800-GOT-JUNK guys were moving out my old living room furniture today, I was ecstatically sweeping up the dust and remarking to them how “liberating” it felt. Do I really need to replace the old furniture?… I can sit on the floor just fine, what with all the yoga I do!
Anyone else get giddy over getting rid of stuff? I think it feels even better than the opposite “retail therapy.” Of course, that’s my problem…I think I’m clearly a “binge-and-purger” when it comes to “stuff.” (I know, totally irrational and not in keeping with my economist upbringing.)