This weekend I tackled a project that I hadn’t done in years – recycling old magazines and newspapers. Please, someone tell me that I’m not the only magazine hoarder in town. If you don’t have at least six month’s worth of magazines and/or newspapers laying around, then I applaud you.
I don’t know about you, but I hold on to unread magazines for that day when I can kick back and relax on the beach and catch up on some lighthearted reading. What’s that you say? I’ve never taken a beach vacation? Damn.
My read magazines hang around collecting dust and dog fur just in case there’s a tidbit of information in an article I might need one day. In case Google decides to shut dow. It can happen.
We have baskets of magazines in our office and living room from the past few years, and we mysteriously get the Sunday paper, which I stick into storage cubes to read during breakfast. Note: I eat breakfast in the car on my way to run. Every day.
Do you see a trend here? We hang on to things we think we might need one day, or use one day, never stopping to question our reasoning. Whether it’s magazines, old clothes you wish you fit into, cookbooks you will never use, or thousands of plastic bags, we all have something sitting around our house that can be eliminated. Sure, you could need plastic bags to use for mini garbage cans or to clean up puppy presents, but no one needs three cabinets full of them.
After the millionth time moving a basket to vacuum around it, I decided to purge. It pains me to throw perfectly good reading materials out. I read everything cover-to-cover, even the copy on cereal boxes. I felt like a hoarder at first – pouring through every article before tossing it into the donate or recycle pile. But that got old quickly. Ain’t no one got time for that shit. I switched over to recycling the old newspapers without even looking at them, and only keeping the magazines I knew I’d refer back to one day, like our favorite Backpacker issues.
I’m sure none of our guests have ever judged us by the amount of magazines in our baskets, but to me the house looked much better. It felt like a breath of fresh air when I was done, and I felt like I had tackled something big. I’ll be pissed though if one day I need a certain recipe or workout circuit only to discover that it’s in a magazine sitting in a doctor’s office somewhere.
What do you have lying around your house that you can get rid of?