Less Stuff, More Time
7a.m. I ‘d wake up, groggy from not sleeping well. I need to prepare for work, so I stumble over to my walk-in closet and try to find something to wear. My clothing lined the walls of the small room, and drawers filled underneath them. I’d spend about 30 minutes trying to decide what to put on.
Do these pants match this shirt? Do they both match the belt? How about that shirt and this jacket? Or maybe I’ll be casual and wear jeans? But which pair of jeans says that I’m young and successful?
They say that the efficacy of our decision making lessens with each decision we make, big or small. I used up a lot of decisions each morning just trying to get dressed.
I’ve since pared down my wardrobe; and everything else that I owned. When I’d stopped to think about it, I only ever wore a few of the clothes that I’d owned. The rest I’d gift to people who wanted them and donated what was left.
I had so many things with which to distract myself. Video games, kitchen things- so many random trinkets that I honestly don’t even remember what they were. They weren’t significant in my life, and they occupied my time and space in my otherwise empty apartment.
After I’d gotten rid of the superfluous stuff in my apartment, I’d found that I surprisingly had more time. In the mornings, I had time to go out for coffee or cook breakfast (something I hadn’t done in a long time). My days felt longer since I didn’t have pockets of time taken up by procrastinating with random trinkets I had laying around. I could and did go to a park, read more and spent more time with family.
Probably one of the neatest things that happened was that I had had more money. It wasn’t that I’d been saving any more than I had been, I just wasn’t spending on more things. Instead, with the money that I realized I now had, I could travel. Before whenever I’d take off work, I’d just…not go to work. I learned what people meant when they said they were taking a vacation and actually went somewhere. Once I got rid of those things I wasn’t using, I also began resisting the urge to buy more.
Some of the things I’d bought weren’t cheap, and I didn’t want to get rid of them. That money I’d spent to acquire all that stuff took a lot of time to earn, and it honestly felt like I was throwing away that time and money. After I had got rid of them, I began to think twice before spontaneously buying the next shiny toy on the store shelf.
Now I don’t associate getting rid of ‘stuff’ as throwing away time or money.
Buying useless junk equates throwing away time and money, so I don’t do that. The result is that I have less stuff, and get to live more.