Okay, I am not so much of a collector as a hoarder. I can't bear to give up anything that I own. I think it stems from a lifetime of uncontrollable losses. I have so much stuff I don't need and will likely never use.
This week I made the first really big step to decluttering my house - I put my first oboe up for sale and someone is coming to try it out next week.
This was a very difficult decision for me. I bought it 13 years ago and it is 3 years older than I am. I learned to play it as an adult and it got me through my first year and a half of music school. I replaced it 2 years ago when I went back to college to finish up a diploma in music so I could get a piece of paper for all those unused credits I had from dropping out of university and I haven't touched it since.
This oboe and I went through a lot together. I played it whilst my dog ran from the room, I played it through pregnancy, I played it whilst my baby slept next to me, I played it through the collapse of my marriage. I played it as principal oboe in a local amateur orchestra. I played it for a multitude of auditions.
I finally realised last week that it is not doing anybody any good sitting on a shelf in my office and the money it will bring in would certainly come in handy (chickens need a new permanent coop, don'tcha know).
So, here I sit realising that it is time to say goodbye to so much more than just my oboe. I have hundreds of books I don't read, I have about 40 years worth of Time Magazine I don't need - it was offered up to me by a friend and I just couldn't say no - that is part of my problem. I have equipment and supplies from about a dozen different hobbies that I never used past the first few times. I have furniture in my garage. The list goes on.
I am hoping the more stuff I get rid of, the easier it will become.
Wish me luck that when the time comes to take the money, I can let go of the oboe.
Cheryl
This week I made the first really big step to decluttering my house - I put my first oboe up for sale and someone is coming to try it out next week.
This was a very difficult decision for me. I bought it 13 years ago and it is 3 years older than I am. I learned to play it as an adult and it got me through my first year and a half of music school. I replaced it 2 years ago when I went back to college to finish up a diploma in music so I could get a piece of paper for all those unused credits I had from dropping out of university and I haven't touched it since.
This oboe and I went through a lot together. I played it whilst my dog ran from the room, I played it through pregnancy, I played it whilst my baby slept next to me, I played it through the collapse of my marriage. I played it as principal oboe in a local amateur orchestra. I played it for a multitude of auditions.
I finally realised last week that it is not doing anybody any good sitting on a shelf in my office and the money it will bring in would certainly come in handy (chickens need a new permanent coop, don'tcha know).
So, here I sit realising that it is time to say goodbye to so much more than just my oboe. I have hundreds of books I don't read, I have about 40 years worth of Time Magazine I don't need - it was offered up to me by a friend and I just couldn't say no - that is part of my problem. I have equipment and supplies from about a dozen different hobbies that I never used past the first few times. I have furniture in my garage. The list goes on.
I am hoping the more stuff I get rid of, the easier it will become.
Wish me luck that when the time comes to take the money, I can let go of the oboe.
Cheryl