Ihave yet to do the "order" part. I'm almost there. The problem is 20 years of living in Austin and this thing called accumulation. I need a neti pot for my life, it seems. I keep going through things and throwing them out feels like throwing away a part of myself, but I realize a lot of that stuff is a part of me that hasnt existed for a long time. They are substitutes for memory and should just go in the trash.
40 VHS tapes? I mean srsly? Off to Goodwill. I don't even consider myself sentimental so it makes it ironic and silly, being a packrat.
I'm also a geek so what do geeks do? Oh I could maybe one day use this cable. That PC slot card to do wifi may come in handy for some aunt with an ancient computer you know. I have no less than 3 SLR cameras and I have not shot a single photo on film in about a decade!
Gone is the 10 year old shelved series 1 Tivo. Gone is the wedding dress from a drag show 8 years ago because, well, you just never know when you'll want that for a costume. (But you swear, SWEAR you'll unload those brick sized Verizon phones to that donation program they have for vets, or was it for safe space for battered women?). yeah right.
I did get rid of 7 giant hefty bags of clothing though. I still have a walk in closet full of hang up type stuff. A whole toychest full of just tank tops. A chest of drawers that fits most of my shorts and about half of my pants. An armoir full of tees and overflow. My wardrobe is a testament to my life. I always want options even though I already know what I'm never going to wear.
I have more to write but I think I'm going to space them out so I'll seem prolific and so anybody else who might read doesnt feel that TL;DR that I know I always do.