In an effort to cut down on my possessions even more, I swapped out furniture and ended up with about half as many pieces as before. In order to do that and make it functional, I had to buy stuff that could serve multiple uses; convertible furniture. Since I flew home for Christmas today, my apartment was as clean as it’s like to get, so I finally snapped some photos.
This was supposed to be an update on my inventory. But it turned into a weird simultaneous anti- and post- consumer rant. I decided to leave it this way, because it was the first time I thought some of this so far through. But I thought this note was important, because it may seem disjointed.
On March 5th of this year, I took a personal inventory. A literal inventory. I have heard people refer to their “personal inventory” in other rainbows & unicorns, life-coach, spirituality ways before. That isn’t what I did. What I did was count all the stuff I own, and write it down in a spreadsheet. You can see my blog post about it here. About a week later, I got rid of 1/4 of the stuff, and I blogged about that too.
First, let me say this is in sheer numbers – not in value of the items. 1/2 of those things were clothes hangars. My MacBook and TV are still safe and sound.
I don’t remember when I first decided I needed to own less Stuff, but it might have been when I moved home from college. Or it might have been two weeks later when I had to move 700 miles to my first job with just a small car to carry my belongings. It may also have been a couple years ago, when I moved from the East Coast back home via UPS. And then from home back to the East Coast two and a half weeks later.