This “life-re-org” is getting serious.
I’ve moved from Phase One (clothes, pots n pans, small appliances etc) to Phase Two (bigger, more expensive stuff) The decision to pitch the treadmill that’s been hogging the corner of our bedroom and causing the carpet to ripple was easy..our exercise bike will most likely accompany it out the door. (Salvation Army is scheduled -again- for next week)
The item I’m considering getting rid of now has been used even less than the treadmill, will never be used in the future and takes up much more space. Its presence lords over the small room it occupies and prevents me from transforming the space..and yet, this decision feels uncomfortably huge to me.
What is it that’s causing me to waver? Is it the memories of my kids arguing over their piano lessons? The echo of my son playing his Indian war tune over and over and over again? (I swear I can still hear it!)
What has brought me to this moment are three simple thoughts:
1.- I don’t want stuff in my life that I don’t use.
2.- I want to re-imagine my home and re-engineer it to fit who my husband and I are today and going forward. I don’t want my home to be a museum full of “monuments” to what made sense in the past.
3.- “It’s not hurting anything” is not a valid reason to hold on to something.
So, the real question is this:
Would I buy this item today? If the answer is “no,” it’s gotta go.
So I gotta let it go…the question is how?
First option: Our local piano store. The owner is coming over to play it this Sunday.. So yeah…like yikes, I wasn’t expecting an “audition.” This thing hasn’t been tuned in over ten years!! I haven’t felt this much performance anxiety since the kids’ last recital!! 😉