Ditching 50 and goodbye Hard Rock Cafe
Inspired by the idea of having less stuff, I decided that I needed to get rid of fifty things. Even before I was planning to move, I was already starting on this quest. Now that I've nearly moved, I realize that getting rid of fifty things is easy, but when I started it was quite difficult. I need to get rid of about 50 more since I still have too much stuff, but I did shake the following:
1. Nikon Cookpix 4800 manual and bag
2. Nikon battery charger
3. Garmin Forerunner 101
4. Ultimate 101 DVD
5. Quidditch World Cup (Gamecube)
6. drumsticks
7. chrome towel bar
8. short sleeve dress shirt
9. pair used Asics
10 pair dress shoes
11. laundry bag
12. Gel Fusion bicycle seat cover
13. Aiwa headphones
14. miniature frog figurine
15. Portageuse/English Dictionary
16. Page Proofs- The Ten Roads to Riches
17-22. metal hangers
23. black pleather vest
24. purple pleather pants
25. The Jerk with the Cell Phone
26. The Woods
27. Micromessaging
28. The Science of Self-Realization
29. Box of magazines (including 3 SI Swimsuit issues, 2 Runner's World, 1 Ultimate News, 1 Cosmopolitan, 1 Vogue, 1 Psychology Today, 3 Mental Floss, 8 Bitch, 1 Washingtonian)
30. Graduation calling cards (high school)
31. A Man, A Can, A Plan
32. Heart-shaped ash tray
33. ying-yang watch
34. 43things.com
35. Bad Habit Hoodie
36. vest
37. bed risers
38. Spam bag
39. AARP bag
40. I run, therefore I am T-shirt
41-50+. Hard Rock Cafe T-shirts
After years of collecting Hard Rock Cafe T-shirts, I finally decided the cost was too great and the closet space was too valuable. I didn't get rid of all of these, but parted with the vast majority for $12 in a garage sale. The final tally included the following Hard Rock locations:
Salt Lake City
Memphis
Cleveland
Indianapolis
Boston
Aspen
New York City
St. Louis
Houston
Nashville
Phoenix
Maui
Honolulu
New Orleans
Los Angeles
Las Vegas
Baltimore
Denver
Toronto
Myrtle Beach
Austin
San Francisco
Atlanta
Newport Beach
Washington DC
Niagra Falls (Canada)
Niagra Falls (US)
London*
*Did not visit Hard Rock Cafe London. This was a gift. I never wore it or took the tag off out of principle.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Bad ideas that sounded good
I'm in the process of moving. The year went by too quickly, and the Fab 4 are going their separate ways. I'm the only one in the house even managing to stay in town. The rest are headed to be part of the fifty. There are bigger posts related to the relationship between my disappointment and my awe that my roommates are moving on or to discuss the finer points of the challenges that didn't come from living together but came from staying together. There's also a post about cats in there somewhere, but I'm focused on just one issue of moving right now. Due to some timing issues, I'm rocking two rents this month and one of the benefits I thought I'd reap was being able to move one shoe at a time all month long. It was a good idea at first. The one shoe bit was an exaggeration, but for the first week or so I moved a few boxes at my convenience. It was working well. The big stuff went over to the new place on a truck, I moved a few boxes. It was nice. Then, and maybe others saw this coming, but somehow I didn't, my stuff was in two places. Whatever I needed was wherever I wasn't. And the stuff keeps coming. I have accumulated so much stuff in my lifetime that it's becoming unreasonable. I even got rid of fifty things unrelated to moving (another post to come) and still the stuff seems to be climbing out of the closet just to haunt me.
It's almost over now. There's some kitchen items and a few scraps to go and then I'll be fully moved in to the new place. It's true that the lack of a timeline has meant more freedom, but it's also meant a slow paced move. I'm learning that can be tough.
I'm in the process of moving. The year went by too quickly, and the Fab 4 are going their separate ways. I'm the only one in the house even managing to stay in town. The rest are headed to be part of the fifty. There are bigger posts related to the relationship between my disappointment and my awe that my roommates are moving on or to discuss the finer points of the challenges that didn't come from living together but came from staying together. There's also a post about cats in there somewhere, but I'm focused on just one issue of moving right now. Due to some timing issues, I'm rocking two rents this month and one of the benefits I thought I'd reap was being able to move one shoe at a time all month long. It was a good idea at first. The one shoe bit was an exaggeration, but for the first week or so I moved a few boxes at my convenience. It was working well. The big stuff went over to the new place on a truck, I moved a few boxes. It was nice. Then, and maybe others saw this coming, but somehow I didn't, my stuff was in two places. Whatever I needed was wherever I wasn't. And the stuff keeps coming. I have accumulated so much stuff in my lifetime that it's becoming unreasonable. I even got rid of fifty things unrelated to moving (another post to come) and still the stuff seems to be climbing out of the closet just to haunt me.
It's almost over now. There's some kitchen items and a few scraps to go and then I'll be fully moved in to the new place. It's true that the lack of a timeline has meant more freedom, but it's also meant a slow paced move. I'm learning that can be tough.
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