“I’ve got nothing to wear!”
I have long since suspected that we have too much choice
available in our modern lives. While individual needs are met, personalized
tastes are catered for and not only does the shoe fit, but it comes in every
colour under the sun, the dark side to all this freedom of choice is confusion
causing clutter. You see, when I stand in front of my closet and say that I
have nothing to wear, it couldn’t be further from the truth. Surely? I have so much in there I could clothe a small
army of Amazonian-sized women. And don’t even get me started on the shoes.
The problem isn’t the lack of clothing – it’s that there are
too many choices. When pressed for time and in a harried state, it’s almost
impossible to settle on just one. My brain goes into information overload and
shuts down.
But let’s face it – I’m not going to just throw it all out. I am a hoarder. Something I have been in a three-year rehabilitation program
(otherwise know as ‘Marriage’) to try and combat. But even though I struggle to
part with my possessions, never did I realize how deep the problem ran in not
only me but many of my peers too, when I lost my laptop last week to a
catastrophically placed glass of water.
It was one of those little old-school MacBooks in white, a
gorgeous piece of vintage hardware that I fell instantly in love with the day I
spied her (probably thanx to SATC) and never stopped loving. Except for the fact that she didn’t cater
to my excessive storage needs: not enough megabytes for my music, movies and
photo’s. I ended up clogging up my poor little computer and she had been
dragging her heavy self around, taking ages to start, taking forever to shut
down, taking naps in between downloading new pictures for my blog posts. Husband
scolded that I had to clear out a little to make things work faster, and I knew
he was right, but I never got round to it.
The most obvious answer would have been to back everything
up on a hard drive or Cloud. It is what most normal people do, right? Of
course! So I don’t have a problem after all. I don’t need to delete anything,
and when I get a new laptop I will eventually get around to saving things in
iCloud. Problem solved, and the giddy hoarder in me is restored to her former
glory.
So maybe that isn’t the answer. Maybe, the answer is in
keeping less, not more. Stop hoarding
Then again, is
digital storing just another form of hoarding? As flash drives get bigger and
Cloud accounts get larger, what’s the problem? Is there even an issue here? You
have the space at the click-and-drag of your fingertips, so why even worry
about it? It’s not like it’s taking up any actual
space, physically.
I watched an inspiring documentary about people who live in tiny houses which,
though it had nothing to do with shoes or cyber-hoarding, answered some of my
questions about all of this. The people portrayed in this documentary speak
about how they choose to live in a tiny home, sometimes as small as a renovated
chicken coup, or a 7 square meter apartment. Their lives are simplified by
these tiny spaces in that they have to really think about what to keep, what is
necessary to live, and what they want around them to make them happy.
Some
comments that resonated with me were:
“I like having everything for a purpose. Not just a matter
of bringing things in because I can have it – I get overwhelmed by too much.”
“The smaller space you have the more critical it is to be
efficient with how you use it and especially how you furnish it.”
“I believe that the skill of this century is editing.
Cutting back on space, cutting back on possessions, on media, on friends. I
think you’ve got to refine because it gives you a lot of mental clarity, a lot
of space, a lot more flexibility.”
That last quote was by Graham Hill (you have GOT to watch his Transformer Apartment video on YouTube), and I think he hit the
nail on the head. Perhaps the beauty of minimizing and simplifying our
possessions (including digital possessions) is that we create space in our
minds to be free. The cage often built up in our own heads is indicative of a
cluttered lifestyle that leaves no breathing room for our brain.
I have seen many people struggle with this lack of mental
clarity. They have so much choice at their disposal, they are often confused
and simply do not know what to do. From not knowing what to do with their lives
to not knowing where to take their annual holiday to not knowing which
restaurant to go to, to not being able to choose which friend to spend an
afternoon with. And often, the choice they end up making comes at a cost, as
they don’t enjoy themselves fully, wondering if they made the right decision, worried
they might have missed out on something else. Why? Because they know they could
have had it. They had the choice. And so choosing what they do leaves the rest
of their choices cut off with raw, unhappy edges, flailing in the ‘what if?’
Funny, that a documentary on extremely small spaces could
lead me to realize the need for less in order to have more. Perhaps the answer
for many of us is to have less. To look for less, gather less, hoard less, want
less. While I am not about to toss out every pair of shoes I own, perhaps four pairs
of black knee-high boots is a bit excessive? As Graham suggested, I need to
edit my life, and then maybe I will have something to wear next time I stand in
front of my open closet.
Love, lust and fairy-star-dust
Cherry Blossom
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