The always-enjoyable Mark Morford has a cure for the clutter in your life that doesnt involve gnashing of teeth or the intervention of a TV show. He calls it getting rid of stuff.
The cure is simple, so graceful that it will make
you feel lighter and healthier and good the minute you start, and of
course you can start right now and you dont even need any drugs or
wine or nudity, though those always, always help.
what you do: You throw stuff out. You go through your closets and you
fill up garbage bags and you even grab stuff youve clung to for years
for no apparent reason, and you haul it all down to Goodwill or
Salvation Army or (in the case of San Francisco) leave the usable stuff
out in the street overnight and let the urban recycling phenomenon work
its magic, as some lucky passerby scores your old futon and the three
grungy frying pans you havent used since 1987.
San Franciscos culture of urban recycling is real and its very
cool. Obviously, stuff left on the street gets picked up, but dont
delude yourself Sister Suburb: its not just hobos, methheads, and The
Sand People snatching up your goodies. We all pick stuff up off the street.
Madeline and I know people whose whole (fancy overpriced) house was
mostly furnished by junk from someones curb. And the beauty part is,
when you tire of it, you just stick it on your own curb, and the music goes round. You lose your clutter, gain some space, and make some anonymous Citizen a little happier.
I suspect theres a reason Craigs List started in San Francisco; its a social city thats just not afraid to deal with other peoples junk. (Sure, you can read that several ways; my pleasure.) [43 Folders]