Whew, it’s been a whirlwind few days…a whirlwind few AWESOME days. Last Thursday, we moved into our new office. It’s a moment I’ve been looking forward to for months. We bought a slightly moldy wood-paneled 1980’s metal building and gutted it. Now it’s brand new and shiny, and I could do a happy dance all day long.
I’ve been looking forward to this for months because we’ve been working out of our home for a few years now. My work area was the kitchen table, and it was haphazardly cleaned off for each meal time. It was a nightmare. I was keeping furniture for the office in an extra room, so I didn’t have to go out and buy a lot of new things. However, the room was a huge mess of a dumping ground.
Literally, a nightmare.
I went through a few bookshelves and filled up two kitchen trash bags. Out went the Norton Anti Virus 2000 and diskettes that no longer have computer disk drives to read them. Out went paperwork I had kept for no good reason. I was so proud of myself because I have really overcome some barriers in the past year that would have led me to keep some of those items for “just in case.”
I found this TED video called “Why are we so attached to our things?” by Christian Jarrett last week. It couldn’t have been better timing. I think I’m definitely guilty of the “endowment effect” discussed in the video, and it was in the forefront of my mind as I was tossing one thing after another into the trash can on Wednesday afternoon.
Tonight I filled up another trash bag of old classwork from my Masters degree I finished in 2014. I kept my legal class binder because it was probably the best class I’ve ever taken in my life. All of it was sitting two feet high in a chair next to my nightstand, and it was covered in THICK dust. Gross. Seriously. I’m so happy it’s gone.
My mother and father came to visit on Friday, and I couldn’t wait to show off the new empty space in my home. My dad asked, “What are you going to do with it now?” My answer was definitely not, “fill it up with more stuff.” I told him I’m going to make my very own War Room. It’s something I’ve been wanting to do since I saw the movie, but I never had space in my home to do it. It’s just one more reason to do my little happy dance.
I always knew that my stuff was debilitating, but I never though about stuff keeping me from doing things that truly mattered in my life. I was willing to wait years to make it happen instead of removing the barriers right away. It’s amazing how we can be our own worst enemy.
Do you have mental or physical barriers keeping you from doing what you want to? Share it with me in the comments.