GIVE IT UP....

 

GIVE IT UP…..

So, go back in your mind when you were young and think about the stuff you moved from one apartment to another. It probably could all fit inside your car or truck. Not much at all. We were kind of like nomads carrying our stuff from one place to another, weren’t we?

Now come back to present day and open your eyes, what do you see?

Stuff. Junk…crap you will never in your lifetime ever use. You bought that handy corn on the cob shucker, didn’t you? Used it once and threw it into the ‘things I’ll never use again drawer’. That nice Ronco slicer/dicer that takes longer to set up than it does to cut up some carrots and celery, into the drawer. Along with those knives you bought on sale that went dull after using them twice. But in your mind, you think you will get around to sharpening them someday.

Keep dreaming because it will never happen.

Recipe books? Who needs them anymore? Remember all those Junior League books you bought with all those pretty pictures that you never used?  Your version of a coconut cake never even came close to the one on page 54. Your forks and napkins were nice but that’s about as close as you came, wasn’t it?

The Tupperware starter and master set of 36 containers that you have stored in the overhead cabinet over the stove. A cabinet you cannot reach without a ladder from the garage. Just sitting there, year after year doing nothing or anyone any good whatsoever.

When we downsized for our move to the country a year ago, we were faced with a serious dilemma. Move from a 2500 square foot house with a huge garage and lots of storage to a 1500 square foot house with a 250 square foot storeroom. It’s plenty big enough for us.

Most of the stuff we had to get rid of were things we didn’t really need. Or missed once it was gone. I can’t think of one thing I wish that I had kept.

Being married for over 54 years brings 108 birthdays, 54 anniversaries, 54 Mothers and Father’s Day gifts and multiple vacation and other mementos. School annuals? Who needs them? I can hardly read what anyone wrote much less make sense of their comments. “I’ll never forget THAT night” signed Ace. Who was Ace and what night is he referring to?

Your kids are grown and married, it’s time for them to come and get their letter jackets and school crossing certificates. Those finger painting pictures they made in first grade have got to go as well. Your mother’s favorite china dishes she never used because she was saving them?

Why and for whom was she saving them? Why haven’t you used them? Your kids don’t want them, or they would have gotten them by now.

Toss em’. Give them away to charity. Let someone else try to figure out what to do with it. In 10 or 15 years, maybe longer they will be asking themselves the same questions?

“What do we need this for?”

See you next week…Peary Perry