Stuff… Tons of Stuff

I hopefully will finally be moving this month into my own place. So, I started attempting to pack. Of course, I seem to have accumulated stuff of every kind and so I am trying to sell or give away lots of stuff – from books to clothing and equipment. I also had rather a shock trying on old jackets – they did fit me I know they did!

So I have a system now – trash, sell or pack.

The problem is that despite the fact I havent seen some of this stuff for three years, I still manage to find reasons to keep it. I’m addicted to stuff it seems along with everyone else.

When I arrived in 2006, I came with nothing. I didnt miss the stuff I left behind. Never gave it another thought. So why am I attached to all of this stuff?

Do you like your stuff too?