The Three Ds
The past year or so has been a challenging
time. Life as we once knew it will be for many of us only a memory as we are now
challenged to travel new paths, new roads and possibly new directions. It has
forced us consider and reconsider perhaps a series of new priorities in our
lives.
Some of the changes have been difficult and
hard to explain or understand. But there are some that may actually help us in
the long run. Learning experiences. There are some new trends and on a personal
note I call some of them my Three D’s.
Having spent many days and weeks confined to
home, I needed something to do. It gave me time to take a closer look around,
scanning each room, closet or corner of the garage. No room here, no more room
there. Enter the first D, declutter. Do I really need all this ‘stuff’? How many white button-down collared shirts do
I need, especially since I am retired? How many pairs of shoes? Are 6 suits too
many to have at my age?
But look around the room. It is not just
clothes and shoes. Its furniture, pictures, books, mementos from trips and travel.
It’s the little things that clutter. And chairs. How many chairs do I really
need, especially when I can only sit in one at a time?
But perhaps as I am getting older and with
the children now out on their own, it is not only time to declutter but to give
serious thought about downsizing. Do I really need a house with three or four
bedrooms and a large yard? Would it make sense to have everything on one floor,
including the bathroom and the washer and dryer? How much longer am I really going
to be able to navigate the stairs?
Downsizing, the second D, has become extremely
popular these days, thanks to real estate agents and the HGTV television shows.
But finding a one-story home can be a real challenge. But at least with my
current decluttering frenzy underway, should I find a place, I will have less
to pack up, I hope.
The third D is almost as challenging as the
other two. What to do with all this ‘stuff’ I do not need, use and have decided
to part with. I just cannot bring myself to take it to the local landfill.
Over the past few months, we have encouraged
the children and grandchildren to come walk thought the house and pick out or
label those things they would like to have, items filled with family memories
and alike. A few pictures, a book or two, a couple of photo albums and…. that
was about it. They tell me they are doing their own decluttering.
Currently my garage is divided into two
sections. Section 1 are items I want to keep even though I have currently put
them in the category of ‘decluttered’. Section 2 are those items to donate to a
good cause. There are some things I might take to the local auction or for a
yard sale. But more likely, I would really like to donate much of what is there,
just give it away to someone who might need it or use it or most important,
like it.
It is amazing the things we accumulate over
the years, for whatever the reason but often become blind to. But there is a
time when it makes some sense to give serious thought about what to keep and
what to give away. As my father once said, “You can’t take it with you.” He was
right, although he did not necessarily practice what he preached in this case. I
ended up with most what he had.
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