Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Easter getaway

On Easter Sunday, we went out to the Lodge at Torrey Pines for 24 hours of R&R. The low lighting and craftsman decor lulled us into a quiet, relaxed frame of mind. We stared at this view, sat in the steam rooms (separately, the spa is not co-ed), had a delicious dinner, and got warm by the fireplace in the room. We read, and watched the season opener of Selfridges. The Lodge is a special place. It smells like pine and fireplace. A seagull rode a wave of wind outside off our balcony, as golfers carefully aimed to make their shots. 

And then back home. To an even sweeter place.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

What remains

As the purge marches on, it makes way for the things I value to shine through. These things are harder to see when they are jammed amid a jumble of items. This pen was my father's; he owned it for most of his life, and then gave it to me one day when I admired it. He was great about that. He didn't hold on to "things" very tightly. It's a really nice little pen, made by Cartier, and quite beautiful. I'll always treasure it. This will never make it's way to the outgoing pile, at least for now. 

With that said, when it comes to sentimental items, there are other things that belonged to family members who have passed away. And while looking at my step-mother's little address book of folks I might remember/might not, I am going to let it go. My plan for these things is to do a blog post, or take a good hard look, as a way of giving it the final celebration it merits, and then say goodbye.

One thing at a time...


Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Minimalist challenge in the house...

A man cleans up a pile of clothes and items left outside a closed Goodwill donation centre in Toronto on Tuesday.
Picture source: http://news.nationalpost.com/news/canada/goodwill-ceo-says-theyll-pay-newly-unemployed-ontario-staff-for-the-hours-they-worked

...or out of it, as the case may be. I mean, this isn't my hoard (how sad to see your hard-earned wares shoveled on some dirty street), but it might as well be. I have given my nieces about 25 bags of clothes over the past couple years. And now, I find myself compelled to donate/purge/lose items daily in this month of March.

My donation targets are greasing my wheels to success: items are going either to my nieces, who always appreciate Auntie's closet cast-offs, or to the Animal Rescue Thrift store in Clairemont here: http://www.aprl.org/contact.htm These folks promote vegetarianism, and help animals in need.

Of course my inspiration is these guys: http://www.theminimalists.com/ They are literally changing my life with each podcast and essay. One day soon, I hope to be free of the confines of all the crap that I believe is holding me down, holding me back, taking up precious space. There really comes a day when the stuff you own starts owning you. And I think I'm there.

Signing out...going to throw some other thing I thought I wanted into a bag. Interestingly, I see this post is the first in a full year. Last one was in March 2015.