When you find a phone book from 2008-09, you know that you've done the right thing playing the minimalism game.
I've spent the last two days going through the kitchen, mainly in the food area. And then I looked in the bottom drawer and found the phone book. I also found so many koozies that those could have been my 16 items today.
However, I also know my husband would have thrown a fit. We have a deal. I promised not to touch his stuff. The kooizies are his stuff. Believe me, I was tempted to get rid of some of them. Would he really miss them? Of course he would. Besides, he will get rid of them when he's ready.
In fact, I almost got in trouble earlier this week when he couldn't find a couple of his sports teams' cups. He was on the verge of accusing me of throwing them away when I found them tucked away in a cabinet. I think I heard a sigh of relief coming from him, but I can't be sure.
As I've hit just over the halfway point of the month, I'm embarrassed. I honestly thought that I would be struggling to find items to get rid of that I no longer need or use.
It tells me that I have way too much, still.
But with every item I throw away, set aside for the garage sale, or give away, I remind myself that I'm slowly but surely no longer going to be imprisoned by my stuff. When my husband and I decide to downsize, the move will be so much easier. In the long run, I will be giving myself the gift of the time. And that's the best gift ever.
I'm a lover of life, an eternal optimist, and I have an intense desire to add value through simple living and positive vibes.