Soooo, I did a thing. I inventoried my apartment. Every belonging and possession was counted – every. single. thing. (er, minus stuff that gets used up like soap, feminine products, cleaning stuff, food, etc.)
And I kept track of all of it via excel on Google drive. Here’s the list if you don’t believe me:
Disclaimer: I grouped items that come in sets (like bobby pins) together as one item.
Now I know what you’re thinking. “Rachel, I can’t see the categories and numbers and stuff.” (Or maybe you’re thinking that I’m over the top.. I never claimed to be less than over the top.) Well here’s the most important thing: as of November 28th, I own 745 things. That number includes furniture, my car, reusable sacks, storage bins, etc. For the rest, don’t worry, I plan to bore you with declutter posts broken down by category so you can know exactly what I own. 😉
I call myself a minimalist, and I have since my first “great purge” back in 2015. I was going through a time in my life when most things were not great, and something I could control was getting rid of crap. The high I got from parting with stuff that had previously held the proverbial leash to my life was definitely addicting.
Ever since that time, I have regularly (at least once a month, generally more like twice) purged everything I own and bid adieu to whatever was obviously not getting use. Still, somehow the number of things I own continued to climb at a rate faster than I purged. Some of that is due to the generosity of friends and coworkers (I have a “mom” at work who brings me things all the time – love that woman! ❤ ), and some of that is due to my desire to entertain at my apartment (board games). But a lot of it, I could do without.
When I first moved into my apartment, every single one of my belongings could fit in my little 98′ Honda Accord. As you can probably guess, my current list of belongings would definitely not fit in my now bigger car, a 14′ Toyota RAV4. That’s a freaky feeling for me.
Which brings me to a mega goal for 2018:
I intend to get rid of 50%+ of everything I own.
I’ve already been on a purge kick of late. I’ve departed with a trunkload of goodies (one gal’s trash is another gal’s treasure) in the last month, and that old familiar rush of tingly freedom is beckoning for more. But that trunkload was not included in the 745 number, and that is making me feel a little… suffocate-y.
Now, I could jump on the bandwagon and start getting rid of crap IMMEDIATELY (which I’m sorely tempted to do), but I know that if I use that approach, I’ll end up getting rid of stuff I still need/want. I have a tendency to become crazy with my purges and get rid of tons of crap, then regret one or two things after and end up re-buying.
So the plan is to wait.
Until January 1st. Then I can begin purging.
And during the waiting, I’ll be carefully analyzing my google doc to see what I can live without and what I’d rather have stick around.
No worries, I’ll be sure to post about the purge as it happens.
Do you ever feel suffocated by stuff? I’d love to hear your thoughts. 🙂