Do you know how much work is involved in a yard sale? A lot of people helped to make our yard sale on Sunday a success. We had great merchandise – some brand new, still in the package. We had low prices. We advertised on Craig’s List. We posted signs. Chris Brogan came by, took pictures, sent tweets. We just didn’t have many customers. Lack of customers could be attributed to our country location and the 85 degree weather of the day. Who knows?
Growing up we didn’t have much in the way of material things. Mom and Dad always made sure we four kids had plenty to eat and we had clean clothes to wear. I don’t ever remember wanting for anything.
I am not sure when it happened, but I have this affliction. Sometimes buying one of something is not enough. If I find a pair of shoes that I like in black, I also buy them in other colors.
If we find an author we like, we buy all of their books. At one time, we had every book that James Patterson had ever written on our bookshelves. (James Patterson is one of the most prolific authors alive.) We kept all of his books in case we wanted to refer back to them – OR – in case we want to loan a “story set” to a friend.
PROBLEM: We like many authors and we have all of their books – until now.
We are moving to Las Vegas. We have decided to take as little as possible with us.
STUFF: I once read an article about people like me who have a lot of stuff. We are not quite hoarders, but our homes are “cozy.” The article said that one day, our emotional needs will be met some other way and we will no longer need all our STUFF.
I guess that day has come for me. Since deciding to move to Vegas, I think twice about buying things. I no longer buy expensive shoes and handbags in different colors just because I like the style. I no longer buy something just because it is on sale.
CONCLUSION: Life is good. I don’t feel deprived. Actually, I feel quiet proud of myself. In the future, I won’t need to have a yard sale.
EPILOGUE: All of the unsold goods have been packaged and given to my sister in law for sale at her place.
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