The last few days? I have had a yard sale.
I have had a stirring for the last few years for less and less stuff. And while I find myself constantly cleaning out and giving away, it has never seemed like enough.
This time? I got serious.
I cleaned out my mini-storage on Tuesday (which housed things most of you have in an attic) and have been sorting and pricing and selling since.
The “stuff” just sitting around the house? The stuff that serves no purpose in our day-to-day life? The furniture that isn’t required? The eight cutting boards in the kitchen cabinet? That second-extra-just-in-case blender? And the “other” three 12-piece place setting of dishes? They are gone.
This whole process has been pretty overwhelming. More so probably because this is on the heels of me getting home Monday night after driving 8000 miles.
But if anything – that is what pushed me to do it.
And it also reminds me how much “extra” we as Americans think is necessary to exist.
Stuff doesn’t make us happy. If anything, it gives us more to do.
More to clean. More to maintain. More money we have to make so we can continue to afford all of the “stuff.”
I am a big fan of life, y’all. And I want to live out the desires The LORD has put in me. I have dreams. I have goals. And to meet those, I don’t want to allow the “stuff” to hold me back. Because all the stuff? It’s heavy. And the more stuff? The heavier it is.
So to “simplify all of life“? That is my quest. One I have been on for a long while, but one in which I am no longer wading in the water, observing more than participating.
I have jumped full in. Sans life vest.
And without so much stuff?
A lot lighter.