I’m moving to a new rented house on Saturday and while discussing the new house with my mother I mentioned my renting rule, until now it has always been informal but as this is my third move I want to immortalise it in a blog post.
I left my parents house in 2010, I moved out into my first apartment with one box of things, it contained a couple of DVDs and some clothes, that was everything I owned. Unfortunately once I moved in reality hit, as anti-stuff as I was I had no choice but to acquire stuff. I needed plates for food, a bed to sleep on, a sofa to lounge on, a chair to sit in…
After an enjoyable first year-and-a-bit living in that apartment it came time to leave and move on to bigger, better things. During that time I had amassed a big collection of stuff, cutlery, cups, chairs, a little plastic pot to put my toothbrush in, everything you can imagine that would exist in an apartment, I had it. I didn’t care about it though, it was just a place my toothbrush sat.
Moving day came and on that day a choice was made: I would only take with me the things that were essential to me, or irreplaceable, recreating my initial move. I packed my clothes, computer and person into their allocated boxes, sealed them up and off we went, leaving everything non-essential behind. Same thing I’ll be doing on Saturday.
That’s the rule: anything non-essential must be abandoned when moving to a new place, if my place is rented then so should be my stuff — in spirit at least.