Of course, reading the book made me rethink my own last ten percent. Just when I thought I had heard all the reasons for holding onto stuff--”I might need it sometime,” “It was a gift,” “I paid good money for this!”--I found two rather odd excuses for holding onto some of my own.
For instance: When we were cleaning out my parents’, mother-in-law’s and Tom’s uncle’s houses, I enjoyed coming across quirky things that turned out to be interesting or valuable. It was like a little treasure hunt. I realized I’d been thinking that Andy and Robin (or Andrew and Emily) might like that experience too. But then I thought more about it. Are they even interested in odd stuff left behind? They might be more relieved to have a streamlined house and a few things that are obviously valuable. And money, too.
Second, I found I had been stockpiling things like books that I was once attracted to, especially a collection of children’s books, that might be worth something more in the future. But I couldn’t remember the last time I had even looked at the shelves of them. So I’m keeping the ones from my childhood that still resonate, but it’s time to sort through the others and find them a new home.
Today’s Endangered Species is weird food gifts. I managed to say a grateful goodbye to the marinated plums, but I still have the pear liqueur. The trouble is, we don’t really drink liqueurs. But if you’d like to stop by, I’d be happy to share a glass!