The wife and I are hardcore minimalists . If it’s not being used hard… it needs to go .
The old saying ” You can’t take it with you ” certainly rings true with us. In my case its not even worthy a thought as I doubt there will be much left for me to haul away on that hopefully long awaited day .
We have a friend who sold all the possessions he could bring himself to part with before he moved south to Florida eighteen years ago . All the rest filled a hired tractor trailer that brought all of those things that he couldn’t part with south. Having no place to put all of this he purchased the trailer and its been sitting on a rented plot all these years since . The contents have not seen the light of day in all this time. He just can’t bring himself to part with all those items “he just might need someday”.
We attended a yard sale yesterday. The gentleman selling his possessions didn’t look well and explained he didn’t want to lumber the wife with all the stuff as he wouldn’t be around for long. He went on to mention that the Doctors gave him six months… six months ago.
I made what I felt a fair offer on his wood chisels which he turned down . Out of respect for what I felt was his concern for his wife’s future I forked over more than I normally would for such items. As I was parting with my cash I noticed a very nice empty tool box . It’s contents were spread out on a table with other yard salers pawing through them.
” What do you want for the tool box ? ” I asked …
” That’s not for sale ” he said, ” I think I’m going to keep it ” …….
