Life De-Cluttered
At the beginning of my final year of college I moved out of the dorms and into the one bedroom apartment that I have come to love as home. The freedom of living alone has been wonderful! I’ve always lived with someone whether that has been with family before college, in the dorms, or in an apartment. I have absolutely loved living on my own, don’t get me wrong I have had some great experiences living with other people, but I am going to miss this place.
In about two weeks it will be time for me to say goodbye to the apartment that I have come to love so much. Since I can’t take everything that I have to the apartment that I am moving into with my friend, I need to decide what goes to the storage unit and what I can get rid of. If you had asked me two weeks ago what of my belongings I was willing to part with I would have laughed at you, but now I see more to get rid of than to keep.
I’ve been in a bit of a slump lately I’ll admit. I graduated college in May and so far all that I have done is find a part time job at a local bookstore. Let’s be honest, with my degree, I never expected to come right out of college and find a job but knowing that it takes a while and actually experiencing it are two very different things but that’s another post.
So here I am leaving my one bedroom to move in with a friend of mine, and shoving most of my belongings into a storage unit. The thought got me down for a while after all leaving something comfortable is never a good feeling. One day while I was sitting in my apartment looking at all the things I had to leave behind it hit me. I always talk about how I want to travel and lead the kind of life that keeps me going and moving from place to place. Yet here I was grumbling on about moving out of my apartment. I realized I was being a complete hypocrite. I should be okay with this change, of course I’ll miss what I’m going to leave behind but I should also look forward to the new experiences. I realized that I could probably get rid of a lot of the stuff that I’ve been harboring since I was a freshman anyway.
I think that we all hang on to things for dear life when really, what we are so attached to is the memories that we associate the items with. I’m a big believer in willing your own fate. No I’m not going to close my eyes and want a fancy new job and place to live and then have it just because I did so. But if I don’t want it enough to take the necessary actions to reach my goals than they will never be accomplished. I guess what I’m saying is starting now I choose to live the life that I dream of and not just dream of it anymore. I’ve decided that if it can’t fit in my car than chances are I don’t really need all of the things that I have anyway. Bring on the move! I’m ready.
Here’s to a life de-cluttered, and a life well lived.