Been spending the last week sorting out more boxes and arranging our flat. Been interesting to say the least. I think I seriously got on Marcell's nerves yesterday. We have 5 totes in the storeroom now and 2 more in the flat that have "stuff" in. Things one might use, someday it may come in handy, etc. Coming from a genetically predisposed family of hoarders myself, I should be more understanding, but not having ever lived in the same house, flat or ship for more than 4 years, I have learnt to purge on a regular basis.
Certain things I am more than happy to keep: DIY, Sports Gear (Skis etc) and spares for lamps and other electrical items. Clothing and shoes that haven't been worn in 5 years (and I also have things like that) should go. When I went back to South Africa 3 years ago, I donated every item of clothing (excluding 2 winter jackets) I had not worn since 2002 to charity. My wardrobe is positively bare now, but its cool as I have enough options to keep it interesting.
I have learnt in the last 5 years that "stuff" is just that: stuff. I'm think I am lucky to have learnt that. What I need to do is be more accommodating of Marcell. He isn't going to accept a change like that over night, and its unfair that I try to force it on him too. So here goes: Babe, I promise to be more tolerant regarding items for storage except on things that are torn, broken, ripped, or damaged.
This is going to be hard for me :D
Later
M