The big move to Toronto means the need to declutter a life I have meticulously built over 5 years. My home will always be home, and my family is always welcoming- but living life in 2 places is not sustainable. I have 2 of everything, and so I came home to declutter my life out.
Fun fact- I suck at decluttering
I honestly think I am whatever the opposite of a minimalist is. I think as a creative person, that is normal. I was also born in 2000, so I was given the gene of loving a little trinket. A do-dad. A little poster or postcard on my wall.So I am here, working out what to sell, what to store for the undetermined time when I come back home to settle down, and what to drag halfway across the country to my small (so small, oh my god I can't state again how small) apartment in Toronto.
Today, I sold my car. I am so sentimental, and so that one hurt a lot. I got this car expecting to be driving my kid around in it one day- but then I realized that I have other things that I want to achieve, and the car being in the picture just wasn't necessary at this point. A lot of breakdowns, a lot of friendship breakups, and a lot of therapeutic driving around an ocean side- all sold to the highest bidder.
There are things I am sacrificing by doing this move. I am sacrificing the time I get to spend with my family. The parties that friends will have. The memories that can be made on a whim. The car is a sacrifice. But I want to believe that these sacrifices that I make now will be so worth it in the future. I hope at least.Either way, I will be here for 2 weeks, turning my parents' basement that I have taken over since I was a teenager, into one single spare room of all of my most precious memories.
Oh, and I am driving my 5 Guinea Pigs up to Toronto with me at the end of the two weeks. Some things I can't sacrifice, and those little guys are one (five) of those things.
I believe opposite of minimalist could be considered a "maximalist", which I've also been called before.
ReplyDeleteIf it helps, I would also be quite heartbroken to get rid of my car, I've really bonded with her, given her a name and a personality, etc. So I feel you. But I think of Marie Kondo's words in her book, where she says that our things are happy to serve us and if they can no longer be of use to us, they become unhappy and unfulfilled. So I feel like maybe your car is happy for you to choose your future and happiness while giving it a new home.