I’m having an affair…I know I know, I’m still technically in a relationship but this affair started a long time ago and it’s never ending.
This affair was brought to mind by this comment from my wonderful friend Kristin
“pack only what you can carry in your car. become a stranger. struggle to make it”
I’m having an affair with my stuff.
I’m scared of hell to sell all of my things that I have collected since I gained my independence by having my own place to live during college. I’m an Army Brat so I’ve never really had a true place to call home. Yes I lived in NC since I was in 8th grade but with my parents yelling at each other all the time from 8th grade until their divorce, it never really felt like home. So I started my love affair with my things and I’m sure it’s not healthy.
I’m not talking about having the latest and greatest gear. I’m talking about the dresser that I got from my friend Nick for a steal because he packed up & went to New Mexico. I’m talking about my bed that I got almost brand new from my dad because he liked his old one better. I’m also talking about my tiny black nightstand that was passed from PartyEastCarolina member through the years. I was going to actually part with it before I left college but I didn’t get the chance. I’m talking about the desk that my buddy Jon helped me pick up from some strange guy’s apartment and load into his car in the middle of the night.
I’m not a hoarder. I promise lol but it’s hard for me to see myself with nothing. Starting from scratch. Sleeping on a cheap futon because that’s all I would be able to afford if I just took off with just my clothes, my car & no job.
But then I remember that they are just THINGS. Things can be replaced and all the people that gave me these things are still a part of my life and they all helped shape me so that I can be a new person. And I thank them for this…..
But I still want to take my bed.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

3 comments:
It's no fun having to start over. Trust me on that one. I mean don't get wrong, its a lifetime worth of experiences that you will never forget, but the fun factor at least initially is zero.. null.. I did just what you were talking about. I took the clothes on the back and packed what little I could in my sentra when I took the journey across country the first time.
Was it worth it though? You better believe it! Learning to start from scratch is a fantastic teacher, it makes you cherish your items that much more everytime you do without them.
I think my dad is a hoarder. You should look at my house... If I was paid $1 million dollars to sell all the things in my house, I would do it in a heartbeat.
Suprisingly, when I get my own apartment or house in the future, It will be clean and organized. lol.
@Chris Thanks Chris. I mean I know it was worth it for you because you got a wife out of it lol.
@Lady Mel I thought I was going to be all clean & organized but it's not in my nature. I can be clean but I organize my way
Post a Comment