Going through my home (which is roughly 4000 sqft) I realize that the move is going to require an epic amount of downsizing. I will be losing the precious square footage of a garage to store the boxes and boxes of stuff I have accumulated over the years. How much of that stuff is needed? Not very much of it, I suppose. I have a ton of sports equipment that needs to find a place in the home, and we have a shed that, I hope, will be a home for that gear. Beyond that, the only stuff of note to require storage is holiday supplies.
On the surface it sounds simple: just get rid of your stuff. Yes, on the surface. In reality it is a lot of work to reduce your worldly possessions and decide what you do not actually want or require. Just going through my office alone has been a personal nightmare. The office has a closet that remains unexplored. I know there is stuff in there I need. I know. I gave a lot of thought to turning my personal space in the new garage into a music lab–a place to store all that nice DJ gear– but I have since soured on the idea, realizing I have not put any real time into music in years and, while I can store gear in there, it is probably best to avoid pulling it out and taking up otherwise precious space.
I act like I am moving into a tiny hole, but the reality is we will have 1500 sqft of living space that is not already occupied or accounted for in which we can add stuff to the stuff. It still means a major compression of 4k into 1.5 K and that 4 likely does not include the aforementioned garage.
I am nervous about all of this, because I fear that I will be giving up things I have long claimed to need but probably don’t. It is necessary and uplifting to ‘KondoMari’ the shit out of my life, but it is also uncomfortable and scary. I am experiencing all of it now and at once.