We have alot of stuff. With 2 adults and 3 kids and a large extended family, I guess its kind of inevitable. The thing is, I'm not really a "stuff" person. I would love to get rid of stuff, but I wouldn't even know where to begin. My kids have a whole lot of stuff, but really with 3 kids, that's just the way it is. I can't get rid of their stuff. So far, when one child has grown out of something, another child has come along. I know that this cycle is not infinite, and someday I will start getting rid of that stuff, but honestly I am not emotionally ready to go there. Anyway, my kids use their stuff and alot of what they have is pretty fun.
So that leavesthe the two of us, surrounded by our stuff. It seems the simpler life is supposed to get, the more stuff it requires. So here we are, fighting with our time-saving stuff, trying to get the printer to work, the phone to ring the way we want, the computer to play the movie. But that's a whole different cycle of craziness. It just seems that no matter how much stuff we get rid of (and we've actually gotten really good at getting rid of things), there's more stuff we should get rid of, or use, and can't figure out where we put or why we even have it.
Sometimes I think about all the people and all the stuff they have. What happens to all that stuff? When we're all gone, who gets it? All of these houses, these containers full of all this stuff? I wonder, is it really possible to live a modern life without stuff? I think we could maybe do it, but it almost seems harder than to just give into the stuff. Chances are, unless some great calamity should occur, I will never be completely stuff-free. Maybe the best thing is to be careful about the stuff we accumulate. Selective stuff. Stuff that means something. Now I have to go clean some stuff, move some stuff, store some stuff, and freecycle some stuff.