This was my Granny’s flatware. Didn’t she have great style? Yesterday, when my landlord was in my apartment, he spied them in box, picked up a fork, and said, “You can’t sell these! They’re gorgeous."
I assured him that box was in the “store/keep” pile. This is the fourth time I've purged just about everything I own. Once in 2008, because I lost my job, eventually couldn't pay my mortgage and then lost the house. Purging the first time was hard, but the second and third time, it got easier.
Every time I purged all my stuff, this flatware was kept. Since I'll be travelling with nothing but a suitcase, laptop, and ampcoil, it will stay at friend's house for awhile with some other family heirlooms and items I love. How do you relate to stuff? If you were headed to a desert island like me, what stuff what you take with you? What would you store? And what would you get rid of?