Waiting through an entire set, wading through a flooded concert hall, without gold stanchions and red velvet rope to guide us along, with others asking about the end of the line as we had before finding it as the needle-in-the-haystack it had been for us, wishing the connivers or crimeless wouldn’t casually cut, washing threatened thoughts from mind to avoid aggression, wondering what merchandise to buy, wandering through the budget of our imagination, we arrived.
“How many miles is on it can you double check on the year and what is the lowest you would take?
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“The truck should be a ‘95 and the lowest we’ll take is [$100 more than what I advertised].”
That exchange from 2012 summarizes my thoughts on selling. Buyers feel they’re entitled to the lowest possible value around. Nah, dude, if you wanna buy it, don’t lowball me before you even see it.
Do you have too many ceremonies surrounding planning to do things? Does work seem easier because you do what you’re asked or told to do? One of the bigger elements of my own personal clutter is managing my relationship with deciding whether tasks “to do” are even worth doing. If they were worth doing, I’d schedule the time to do them. If I have a trick on solving this issue, it’s about removing the ado.
I’ve been deleting hundreds of emails for the past hour. Not for any criminal reason. I hoarded thousands of emails over the past ten years and part of the downsizing process involves really figuring out your priorities. If you’re in the US, search your inbox for your social security number, and delete every instance immediately. Otherwise, for me, everything has been about tending to fields. Saying goodbye to certain thoughts so the rest are clearer.
Two months ago, a local company that buys and sells music and such posted that they had received a partial discography: “Come grab some of the albums by the progenitors of Jet Rock n’ Roll, Guitar Wolf!!! No flight to Japan necessary!” This was the post that made me realize the full extent of what I want from life. I have a box full of Nirvana stuff, over a thousand CDs, but soon, not anymore…
There is a store that doesn’t exist anymore, except in my dream-memories, where I wished so badly to find a 90s ToyBiz Nightcrawler that this humble store’s layout is seared into my imagination. Was this store the boarding point of my hoarding viewpoint? What if I had found that toy? When I found its grown-up brother, itself almost a legend because of its under-production and character popularity, I looked it over, then made my decision.
It’s more expensive than we think to keep up with the expectations of others. When we dress to impress, we limit the time we spend on other activities, whether for career development, or even just “getting a half a second to think.” When we watch or read what doesn’t interest us, only to be part of the conversation, we lose our inner voice and our own perspective on our life’s values and our critical edge.
I was listening to a CD on the way into work that I had last heard years ago. When I put it in this time, I was expecting waves of nostalgia, but instead, it was just really bland. This is the biggest fear of nostalgia, where when we boot up our old computer hardware, we launch into our former favorite game and realize that actually it was kinda terrible. Should we not revisit nostalgic favorites?
Seeing this copy of The Life-Changing Magic Of Tidying Up at a thrift store would probably make Kondo Marie proud. Throughout the book, Kondo returns to a central thought explored more thoroughly in her next book, Spark Joy, namely: Keep only the things that “spark joy” in your life. If you read this book, got everything that you needed from it, and don’t feel compelled to read it again, she’d probably enjoy seeing it donated.
I will generally give anything about one month to sell. If I place a premium price on something to begin with, every week it doesn’t week, I’ll drop the price down on it by a significant amount until it’s more value for me to drop it off at a thrift store than drive somewhere, deal with hagglers or no-shows, and just be done with it. I plan to be done selling most everything by May 2020.