[Moving Zeal] Ubiquitous Free Bins

Free stuff is usually favorable. This free bin, for example, helped kick a brainstorm off for “The Storycharacter Trishna. The problem is excessive hoarding. Through this process of moving for the first time in years, I’ve been coming to terms with my hoarding tendencies. I’ve started with destroying that which cannot be resold at thrift stores and reducing my curiosity of diving in free bins or thrifting. I’ve made significant progress toward psychological de-hoarding.

Let’s start with desk destroying.

During my time working behind-the-scenes at some thrift store, I destroyed plenty of useable items. There was a lingering bitterness among colleagues, wondering almost aloud: Why can’t we take this? Why can’t I have that? The furniture department lead could quickly suss whether something could sell or should be trashed. I had to humble my hoarder’s horror, because business bangs brashly, irregardless if I’m internally impinged, or otherwise outwardly offended.

I still don’t agree entirely with them, but I’m becoming to accept it.

Since starting Better Zombie, I’ve developed a steamroller personality toward achieving my goals. Up until the past six months, that had just been primarily focused on writing practice, so I can eventually write “The Story,” but there’s this hot-cold analogy I want to flesh out later, about how you can’t always be “on” to something like writing, so you need to cool “off” with something else. Too much writing – mental work – makes the body weak, so do physical work for balance.

Write about physical work, brainstorm while physically working.

The resulting physical discipline learned from rowing twice daily and writing about rowing weekly led to this insatiable desire to keep it up. I failed in my rowing efforts in years past because of a lack of accountability. I thought it was external, but no, it was internal. There is something to be said for proximity to problems. If it’s too far, you forget, and if it’s too close, you oversee, but if it’s right there, obstructing your path, you figure out how to process it. Now that we’ve traveled that scenic route…

…we’ve arrived at my current de-hoarding process.

I keep a recycling box next to the door and empty it each time I leave for work. I don’t go through much garbage, so I change my garbage bags when they’re half-full, using that urging sense of wasted space to see if there’s anything in sight that might be garbage. This is helping me to become less attached to physical objects. Not that I’m destroying things that could be reused, given away, or sold, because I’d like to start selling stuff soon, after writing sifting through the …scrap.

It’s just a matter of finding the psychological knot.

For me, objects vividly remind me of certain events; good or bad. When I moved furniture, we’d talk about how it’s easier for us to move stuff than the stuff’s owners, because those vivid memories viciously marred their ability to let stuff go; valuable or junk.

Free furnishings facilitate freedom.

Endtable:
Quotes: None
Sources: My personal experiences
Inspirations: Arriving at a point in my moving adventures where, thinking deeply about the switch from hoarding to dehoarding, I realized that stuff stiffs our objectives. Really, nothing is truly free. Also, more miserably accidental alliteration. Apologies.
Related: Past fortnightly column entries.
Photo: I haven’t considered, let alone photographed, any free bins recently. I also started writing this at 4:49 AM on a Saturday, with no plans to adventure out to peruse some free bins and photograph the results. I know my addictive tendencies well.
Written On: July 14th [1 hour]
Last Edited: July 14th
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