My Money Story: Part IV

My Money Story: Part IV

I’m 34 years old, graduated with honors from one of the top-15 universities in the world, have a “real job”, and I’m broke. This is the story of how I did everything I thought I was “supposed” to do and still found myself 100K in debt and moving back home (to my aunt & uncle’s). Want to start from the beginning? Go to My Money Story: Can I Have A Do-Over?

June 16, 2018

Now, on to part 3 of my plan – sell everything.

Fortunately, the hoarder tendencies from my teen years dissipated when I started moving apartments every year or so. I got so sick of lugging extra crap around that I wasn’t actually using that I just started throwing things away.

This doesn’t mean I’m not sentimental – I am. It’s just that I’m much more discerning about the things I keep.

That being said, I’m a sucker for a good deal and one of the benefits I had while working at Pottery Barn was getting the first look at LOTS of good deals. As you can imagine, I accumulated miscellaneous furniture and home goods that most 18-year-olds couldn’t care less about.

Like this quilt rack, for example:

Some of these things have followed me through many moves – regardless of whether or not they’ve ever been used – because in the back of my mind I thought they’d be “worth something” someday. 

The thing is, I’m not exactly sure when “someday” was. So, I guess now is as good a time as any to let them go.

Not only because this move is going to be a sort of cleansing from the way I’ve been living (with blinders over my finances), but, also – and more immediately important – because moving is expensive and money is something I’m short on.

As a result, if it’s not tied down it’s being sold.

Okay, that may be a little dramatic, but I seriously need to get rid of things.

The plan (since you know how much I like plans):

Sell as much as I can online through, eBay, Craigslist, and apps like OfferUp and Letgo.

Fortunately, I’ve sold things online before so I’m not a total newbie. However, when I’ve sold things in the past it was either because it was something I didn’t need/want anymore or as a favor to someone else – never because I was dismantling my life one item at a time. Yes, I know – drama queen.

While some things – especially those that I’ve had for 15 years and never used – will be easy to part with, there are a few things I’m struggling with selling, like:

My Sofa

I’m very attached to my sofa. I My mom bought it for me when I worked for Pottery Barn. It was one of those expensive, custom ordered ones (naturally) that I coveted for five years. Each cushion has 8 lb of down – a fact I repeated to anyone who questioned its price as if it was all that was needed to justify it.

Seriously though, it’s so comfortable that my mom prefers it over the bed when she stays with me. I don’t want to part with it. 

My Mattress

I love my mattress – it, too, is beyond comfortable. My mom bought it for me (yes, again) when I went away to college. We got it on sale because it was branded for the Olympic Games, which had occurred a few months earlier. My mom found a lot of humor (and horror) in the fact that she bought me a mattress with Olympic rings printed on it for my freshman year of college. She may or may not have drawn her own conclusions and announced this – out loud – to the entire mattress store.

Never a dull moment. 

Point is, I’ve had this mattress for my entire adult life, which on one hand means I should definitely get rid of it, and on the other hand means that it feels like a part of me and I don’t want to give it up.

While these are the two biggest things I’m having trouble parting with, there are other smaller items that I’m having a hard time with as well.

It seems, not coincidentally, that the items I’m having the most trouble letting go of are the ones that feel like they connect me to my past. 

While the practical part of me thinks I should explore other options (like getting a small storage unit) so I don’t have to get rid of these things and then rebuy them when I live on my own again, the tough love part of me thinks I just need to get over it – they’re only things. 

Plus, if I really want a cleansing of my old life, maybe it’s time to get rid of the old stuff to make room for the new. Maybe the old stuff I’m holding on to – the stuff that reminds me of my past – is really just weighing me down and keeping me from moving on.

Want to know how this whole thing started?

Go to My Money Story: Can I Have a Do-Over to start from the beginning.

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