I used to be painfully attached to everything I owned, and the idea of parting with any of my not-so-worldy possessions sent me hissing and spitting in the shadows.
After moving cities a few times, I think I’ve mostly gotten over the hording aspect of my personality. There’s really nothing like hauling carloads of crap you’re never going to use to help reconsider your habits. I’m also quite short on storage space in my current apartment, so I’d like to get rid of anything that’s collecting dust.
This weekend I plan to take my unused games and systems down to EB Games to trade in for credit. I only occasionally play games these days, and it’s always on my Xbox 360 or computer, so I’ll be ditching the Nintendo Wii and anything else I have laying around. I desperately wanted to love the Wii but have grown to hate it with an unbridled passion, so I doubt I’ll miss it.
I also plan to get rid of my CDs, as I’m fully digital these days, as well as anything else I’ve been pack-ratting. I just can’t bring myself to get rid of the books. I still have visions of someday having my own library with fully stocked, wall-to-wall bookcases and a ladder on rollers to reach the high shelves. In this vision I also have a robe, pipe, monocle, and moustache.
I’m usually very open to new technology, but I still haven’t made the leap to e-books. I’m like a frightened old man when it comes to those readers, hissing and lecturing about the good ol’ days, but I’m starting to warm to the idea. It would be amazing for travel, at the very least. Funnily enough, my dad – avid reader and technophobic – has been using e-books for years now, since before there were even readers for them.
I’m sure I’ll get an e-book reader eventually, but I can’t imagine ever replacing my books entirely with it. I guess the two can probably compliment each other.