I’m a “Meanderthal Man” (more meandering than packing) when it comes to packing. Yesterday I packed 1 box. ONE pitiful box! If I haven’t mentioned this before, when the de-cluttering begins, things that you haven’t seen for a millennium magically appear. It’s gotta be the “First Law of Clutter” – the one where clutter tends to expand over time in direct proportion to the volume of space in any given, finite environment. I spent over two hours packing this one box for our Philippines shipment, and most of my time was spent meandering (remember, I’m a meanderthal!) about the room….fiddling and playing with long-lost or forgotten items. Like a child beside himself in simple amusement, I wasted an abundance of time with the hope that decisions would be delivered to me like a pizza. All the time I wasted was really due to my own indecision – whether to just throw items in the box, throw them in the trash, or just throw them anywhere else. I did manage to hide a few things for a decision to be made later.
At one point while monkeying around with an old hand-held cassette recorder (dictaphone), I sort of, accidentally on purpose, dropped in on the floor with the desperate motive for some justification in making this particular decision. How lame have I become? When it hit the floor and the battery cover broke off (I was actually hoping it would survive), the answer was then obvious and the decision was now an easier one…toss it! I did manage to salvage the two “AAA” batteries so I felt some relief that it wasn’t a total loss.
It’s almost embarrassing to admit that I have never felt so attached to a junk drawer full of junk, but I did manage to get about half of it to the trash. The rest went into the box and I’m sure that upon opening this box at our final destination, I will find these things and will ask myself to remind me once again – “why the hell did I keep this?” At least at the other end, I know can give it away…to anybody! That for sure will be much easier!