Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Stuff diet

In addition to getting real sick of riding my bike indoors this time of year, I always get a case of the pre-spring cleaning jitters...I'm a fairly restless dude most of the time and when I've gotten a workout in, I'm caught up with work and school, and there's no real house projects that are imminent, watch out--it's time to start taking stock of the accumulated stuff and start purging. I suppose we could refer to this affliction as stuff-lemia. I MUST throw extraneous crap out, and nothing is safe. As can be imagined, I tend to enjoy some rather expensive hobbies: climbing, cycling, golf, home projects requiring expensive (and wicked fun) power tools. I have accumulated a box full of "extra" bike parts when I decide that something new and shiny will make me faster (never happens, I still suck), have enough climbing protection for an 8 pitch ice route (oh yea, there aren't any of those where I live...), etc.

So I'm trying to pare down my crap to what I consider to be more spartan. One suit for work coupled with a couple of blazers and dress pants. As a salesperson, this is more than enough and I can only wear one suit at a time, right? All the oldish and out of style ties? Gone. Baseball hats that I hadn't worn in 6 months. See ya. T-shirts from 5 years ago? Right into the rag bucket. My closet is looking fit and trim, with plenty of room to spare. In fact, I have room to store extra bed linens (don't EVEN get me started on that one). I still have a bunch of cycling jersies that I don't wear anymore but a lot of them are somewhat of a memento from an event, so for now, they stay. But next spring, they'll probably be jettisoned.

Same with the workshop--I went through my toolbox the other day and was astounded to find four (!!!!!) of the EXACT same size and shape philips-head screwdriver. My cycling parts box turned up 3 flat handlebars, two worn cassettes, old-school canti brake levers for a mountain bike, two old pair of busted SPD pedals, and some mostly worn 700cc tires that I keep for my trainer. Gone, gone, gone.

I went through my climbing closet and sold a ton of gear that I just won't use anytime soon (like the 5500 cc Osprey pack--let's face it, I won't be doing any week long backpacking trips anytime soon, especially with 3 little kids). So in simple terms, I have simplified. Now I must fight the urge to replace the crap I have gotten rid of with new crap-it's a rather uplifting feeling to be honest--a life uncluttered! I am also moving this attitude in my work-I am doing my best to reject paper and rely on the digital age. Contracts, proposals, and school work-all on the computer, backed up to the external hard drive. Investment account statements are now viewed online, no need to send me the paper. If I could only get more companies to suppress paper bills and just send us an email that would help even more!

As the primary chef for the family, I have taken this to the kitchen as well-that block of Chicago Cutlery that we so desperately needed 10 years ago? The big boning knife that gets used ONCE per year by my father in law for turkey carving at Thanksgiving? He now owns it, gave him that and the fish filleting knife that hasn't been used in 3 years-I use my chef's knife and my serrated knife only. I also have a small paring knife. Everything else has to go. Do we really need seven wooden spoons? Nope. Two potato mashers, 20(!!!!!) plastic cups for the girls, or that absolutely RIDICULOUS ceramic cow thing for pouring milk??? No, no, no. All gone. Amazing how much less kitchen space we need when we're not storing crap we don't use or need!!!

NOOOOOOW for the tricky part. It seems that my beautiful, blushing bride has a deep dark secret: she's a pack rat. While I am trying to shed things that I firmly believe we don't need she's sabotaging the cleaning!!! A new challenge--I guess I won't be so bored after all!!!

1 comment:

trackrich said...

Dude... come to my house... you'd be horrified. I'm a packrat and my wife is, shall we say, disorganized. We're getting better though... she spent 3 hours with a shredder a couple weeks ago and we're readying the boxes for a major kitchen emptying. I choose not to look around the garage too closely...