Abundance is too much.
Amy Selwyn
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About five years ago, almost to the day, I decided I was done with owning a home and all that it entailed. I was 59 years old. So I hired a handyman and a painter to get the house ready while I proceeded to purge all those things I hadn’t looked at in years, never needed, didn’t want to cart around anymore. I haven’t regretted it at all! I moved to a place that was roughly the same square footage as the space I actually used in my small home, and I still have plenty of room. I just don’t have the excess space to stash a lot of unnecessary stuff I don’t really need. I check the library first for any book I want to read. If they don’t have it, I go for an ebook if possible and a physical book if I absolutely have to have it and it’s the only format. I read a lot. I don’t think I’ve missed anything that I tossed or gave away. My curb was very popular for about a month with all the people who go around scavenging on trash nights. I’d fill it up and call for a special pickup, but by morning there would be nothing there. I finally stopped calling for a special pickup. One problem though. I find that I may need to purchase another bookcase. Some things never change.

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