I am married to an eternal optimist. Most of the time, this is an endearing quality, and his voice is absolutely one that I need in my life. There are also times when he needs a dose of my realism (as I call it), though most of the time we’re able to agree that the reality is probably somewhere in the middle.
Now that it’s April and our apartment will be empty in less than 4 weeks, we’ve really taken our great “stuff purge” to the next level. In the last few days we’ve sold a few large pieces of furniture – 3 large bookshelves and 2 bureaus – and without these key staples of each room, the apartment feels a lot emptier. It’s good progress. But there’s still a long way to go. So there we were in the kitchen, Staffan clearly enjoying the significant progress and me grumbling a little about the long way to go, when this conversation happened:
S: We’ve gotten rid of a ton of stuff lately.
C: We have, and it’s good, but there’s still a ton of stuff left.
S: But we started with a ton of stuff. And we’ve gotten rid of a ton of stuff. So your math doesn’t really add up.
C: (not pointing out that his doesn’t either, since clearly the apartment is not yet empty) With stuff, you’re not dealing with basic math really. It’s more like working with infinite numbers. You can subtract infinity from infinity and still have infinity left.
S: Interesting theory.
C: Yes, off the top of my head, I believe stuff to be infinite in nature.
S: You should write about that.
And then he took the kids outside to give me space to write about it. He’s a good guy.
Getting a grasp on our stuff sometimes feels like doing mathematical equations using infinity. I am an expert at neither, by the way, but the last couple of months have felt like some kind of applied calculus intensive and I have learned a few things. Numerous people smarter than me have written well on both topics, but I offer up my meager thoughts anyway.
Stuff Expands to Fill its Space
Really, it’s like a fourth state of matter. Solid, liquid, gas, and stuff. I think science should study this further.
We just moved here about four years ago. We got rid of a lot of stuff before that move, and we moved ourselves with a station wagon and a trailer. It didn’t take that many trips, really, to get everything here. It was three years ago that we decided to start reducing our possessions in preparation for this next big step. And we have honestly been working on it. We have taken carload after carload to the second-hand store month after month for three years. We sold and gave away all our baby stuff and watched other people drive away with full cars. We have been careful about buying new things and our friends and family have been respectful of our choices when it comes to gifts. It defies logic that we still have anything at all, let alone as much as we have left.
I can’t explain it, except that stuff appears to be infinite in nature, and has strange expansive qualities.
“We’ll get there,” says my optimist. And we will. But sometimes it feels like a treadmill. We’re working hard but the finish line doesn’t get any closer.
Acceptance is the First Step
Storage is deceptive. Cabinets, shelves, and drawers seem to work together with the mysterious qualities of stuff to hide these qualities from both our view and our understanding.
For example, we cleaned out the shelves and cabinets in our living room to prepare to sell them. Once again, boxes upon boxes that were sold, donated, trashed or recycled. The shelves weren’t completely emptied, but we listed them for sale this week and this morning someone arrived with a trailer to take them home. Before she came, of course, we had to empty them of those last “few” items. Let’s just say it was a lot more than it looked like.
But somehow, now that it’s out of hiding, it seems robbed of some of its power. Having our books lined up on the window sill and other things stacked in a cardboard box, I have a much more accurate feeling of what’s left.
This is why we buy storage furniture in the first place – it contains all of our stuff in neat and organized ways (at least in theory). But as we’ve eliminated most of this furniture, even before it was fully emptied, we’ve noticed that the infinite, expansive nature of stuff is diminished or even reversed.
It is only when we understand and accept these qualities of stuff that we can counteract them. It may seem counter-intuitive, but you cannot cure a clutter problem with more storage, and eliminating storage will eliminate clutter almost automatically.
So in conclusion, in terms of physics and chemistry, stuff appears to have unusual expansive qualities that are yet to be scientifically explored. Mathematically, stuff seems to be infinite in nature. The net effect, in limited study, seems only to be counteracted by applying an inverse. I might be on to something here. Maybe when we’ve finished moving, I should pursue my ph.d.
Posted in Simplify and tagged infinite, infinity, minimalism, moving, taming clutter by Christine with 5 comments.