As I slowly but surely downsize my life I creep closer and closer to the point that I am secretly dreading: cleaning up my son's 'stuff'. He is a self-proclaimed 9 year-old hoarder and he loves everything from scraps of paper years old, to toys he hasn't played with in years. I've sat him down and talked to him about his stuff and he has agreed to get rid of 'any baby toys' he has, so we have a jumping off point.
We are going on vacation to the mountains this weekend, but when we return, we'll start sorting through and hopefully idenfity lots and lots baby toys. :)
I also need to talk to my family about slowing down on the spending. Gabe is an only child and an only nephew, only grandchild, only great-grandchild, so he tends to be spoiled quite a bit with what ever he seems to want. So I think the problem runs deeper than just stuff, it runs into how we treat him as a person and what we expect of him. I think that this downsizing is opening up new and wonderful adventures that are shaping the way I raise my son. It is forcing me to question how I deem value of items and things and I hope this rubs off on my son a bit.
I read somewhere on a blog that only items that 'move and stir your soul' should really be preserved. If that is the case then I will be saving my guitar for future ventures.
I put the 3 wooden bookshelves that I recently emptied, on craigslist as 'free' so I am hoping for a quick response from an interested party.
After vacation I'll continue to dig in and simplify my life.
I am working to buy local organic produce (thanks to Wegmans Market) and I am only eating fish as my meat source, but if I have my way I will be a full-fledged vegan very soon. I just have to give up the delictable salmon burgers that seem to be a staple in my diet.
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