This recent clean out was brought on because we are thinking about putting our house up for sale, if the market is good. Plus, I'd love to earn some extra cash from consigning things we don't use.
I am realizing that I have become a victim. A victim to extra and unnecessary stuff, thinking I will need that one day, or so-in-so special gave me that, so I can't part with it. When we got married, almost 6 years ago, so much of the way I decorated was based around what people gave us. Don't get me wrong, I hate clutter and refuse to keep things because I ought to keep them. Over the years, I have yard saled and consigned bunches of stuff.
Somehow, I still have so many things, nice things but they are unnecessary or extra. Much of the stuff I've kept
A prime example of me being a victim to stuff, is the mirror that's hung over our couch since about the first week we were married. Our first house was built in 1950, there were several places that the walls had cracked, one of which was in the living room. In order to cover the jagged crack down the wall behind the couch, I decided to buy a big mirror to hide it. I went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and came out so happy because I found a $100 mirror on sale for $50. It was big, and had a beautiful gold frame. I had never liked gold frames, but most of the pictures we received as gifts were gold framed, so it would match.
This was the beginning of my journey down gold frames and gold accents, all because of a crack in the wall.
Just a couple weeks ago, I decided I was tired of being a victim to gold, shiny stuff. So, I rebelled and bought myself a can of empowering black spray paint.
I must admit, it feels really good. I can't figure out why it took me so long to stand up for myself.