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5 Types of Collections (2)

I wouldn’t say I’m a hoarder. More of a collector, really.

A lot of people have collections. Some people’s collections go to museums when they die or they sell them for oodles of money and retire on the proceeds. Some people’s collections get written up in niche magazines like Mid-Century Snuff Boxes or Vintage Toe Rings.

My collections aren’t any of those. Generally, my collections of stuff fall into five categories.

The first, and probably largest, is the Just in Case collection. These are the mismatched towels that have seen better days and craft supplies for hobbies I used to do. I keep them just in case I need 20 ratty towels. You know. If there’s a surprise overnight visit from a band of roving dirt bikers during a rainstorm.

There are the Sentimental collections, of course. The clothes and costume jewelry I don’t use any more but haven’t given up because I remember the parties I wore them to. If my daughter was into vintage dressing, she’d probably be begging me to let her into that part of my closet. Too bad she’s not and is more likely to look sideways at me with a raised eyebrow whenever I pull out some little gem like my sequined blouse from the seventies.

There are the Valuable collections, like the important papers that are carefully protected from the light of day by the boxes of unimportant papers that hide them.

And there are what I call the Lazy collections, the boxes of kitchen gadgets I don’t use, the plastic food savers that don’t have lids and the makeup that should have been shown the trash bin months (years?) ago.

I also have some of the less touchy-feely collections (which means you can’t touch or feel them).  Collections of bad habits. Collections of poor money choices. Collections of calories I have consumed. I like to carry these collections with my always so I can pull them out whenever I start feeling too good about myself.

Some collections are worth keeping just as they are (Valuable collections), some are worth keeping but maybe in a different format (maybe I could turn my Sentimental collections into photobooks) and some collections just don’t need be part of my life. Yes, I’m looking at you, Ms. Just in Case and Madame Lazy.

Just in Case  and Lazy collections are prime candidates for purging, re-gifting, selling and trashing. Those ratty towels might be useful to the local animal shelter and all those crafting supplies might be welcomed by my kindergarten and elementary school teacher friends.

And those other collections? The ones that keep me mired in the muck of regret and self-recrimination? They should definitely be kicked to the curb. I know it will take more than empty boxes and drop-off bins to move those collections out of my house.

Stay tuned on that subject.


What collections do you have? How many of them would you be willing to give away if you had the right incentive?  

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Tiny Houses

This morning I came across a YouTube of a Tiny House in progress. (I’m supposed to be painting a wall in my office our den but everyone knows that a little YouTubing is an excellent motivator and a highly productive use of time, right? Not.)

My son has been obsessed with tiny houses for a while and more and more I share his obsession. Mine is turning into an obsession for RV’s because The Hubs is far more interested in living in an RV and I’m smart enough to know that unless the whole team is on board it ain’t gonna happen. Not without tears, anyway.

I followed the tiny house YouTube to the blog and (you know how this story goes, right?) I ended up reading the entire blog. Chelsea, the pen behind has only posted eight entries so it didn’t take long. But the pictures! I’m crushing on this blog and I hope she posts more soon!

Chelsea and Adam’s tiny house is parked in Portland, OR on ½ an acre and right next to a park. How much better could it get? And their tiny house is beautiful. It looks like a house I could be comfortable in, complete with a real shower, a washer/dryer, a full fridge and outstanding cabinets that Adam built.

Too many of the tiny houses we’ve looked at look like a collection of dumpster-dived cast-offs. I have fewer objections to reusing stuff than a lot of people but a coat of paint goes a long way. There’s being authentic to the source and then there’s just plain dingy.

Chelsea and Adam’s house has none of that vibe. Their house is a beautiful blend of new and re-newed.

Chlesea jokes that they could probably sleep eight or more in their tiny house.

I wonder if I can put dibs on a bed now.

What about you? Does the idea of living in a tiny house make you want to call up the chuck all that stuff and move into 150 square feet  of perfect simplicity?