My dozen handbags went out to the curb. And I swore to myself: I'm not going to replace them with another 12 handbags. Instead, I'm going to buy myself one, maybe two, awesome purses. I waited patiently until Kate Spade advertised a sale. I found a great bag for a price that was far more than what I'd paid at Kohl's, but, wow, it's a beauty. I use it all the time.
This past winter, I lived with four pairs of shoes: Puma sneakers, knee-high leather boots, suede black pumps and snow boots. The knee boots went with nearly everything–jeans, corduroy, a skirt. I wore them nearly every day. For fancy events, the pumps went equally well with a dress or dress pants. I lived with four pairs of shoes and, most surprising of all, appreciated not having to make any big footwear-related decisions before I headed out the door.
Over time I went from a person who wept over the 7-foot-high pile of belongings that filled my driveway and the front curb to someone who wanted to purge more, and more, and more. I donated bags of clothes. I packed up boxes of books and sent them to a free flea market in my neighborhood. They were books I'd read and was never going to read again. Why allow them to take up space in my life when they could be enjoyed and appreciated by someone else?
Now I toss things out--or into the recycling bin--with reckless abandon. Before the storm, I'd try to figure out a way to reuse every food container or grocery store bag at home. Now, if I don't need it, it goes. Throwing things out (and recycling where possible) and de-hoarding my shelves and closets feels good.
Losing my stuff made me realize I have enough. In fact, I hit the "enough" point years ago. I challenge you to empty a closet in your house and not tell yourself, "Jeez, I have too much stuff!"
Keep what is dear to you. I have. My photo albums, my remaining children's keepsakes, my family heirlooms are all being treated with extra care these days. They are irreplaceable.
But the truth is that much of our stuff becomes a strain. Too much and you'll feel overwhelmed. I wouldn't wish four feet of water on anyone, but the flood in my home did help me realize what was truly important. And what was just taking up space.