Junk

The reason I move continents every few years is to get rid of junk in our house. I plan on moving every so often to achieve important goals. It’s the only way I can manage to dispose of shoes, unfashionable clothes, linen, work documents, pot and pans, and matzo meal for Passover. If we just make a domestic move, my adorable wife Ora wouldn’t let me get rid of anything; but a transcontinental move, that’s another story. Still, under these circumstances, I have to make sure that I have at least one day of packing when Ora is out of the house. That is my opportunity to throw away things she would never let me touch, such as matzo meal, which she has been collecting since the exodus from Egypt.

My approach to clutter extermination is to open a big garbage bag and empty most drawers into it for quick disposal. This is the reckless approach. Ora’s melancholic approach is to examine old pictures, our son’s report card from grade 2, mother’s day cards, and immigration applications going back four countries. She peruses everything very slowly and methodically, only to proclaim after hours of careful review that she will make up her mind tomorrow! This attitude is especially problematic in our house, where we have a number of drawers where a lot of procreation takes place. I have proof that if we put in our drawers old paper clips with Mexican coins, they will have sex and produce “Triple A” batteries. This is in the Kitchen. In our bedroom, my night table is a site of heresy. In its top drawer, nail clippers have regular intercourse with old socks to produce Bic pencils.  

Nowadays, clutter comes in multiple forms. There is material junk, for which we have to keep buying bigger and bigger houses, and there is digital junk, for which we have to keep buying more and more Dropbox space. There is also print junk, some of which is self-inflicted, and some of which is USPS-inflicted. Every day we get in our mailbox the equivalent of a sequoia tree in the form of Dishnetwork flyers, which manage to impregnate Target catalogues to produce home repair magazines -- from the mail delivery time of 2 pm until I come home at 6 pm.

Dr. Isaac Prilleltensky is an award-winning academic and author. He is also a coach, consultant and a researcher. His latest book, co-authored with his wife, Dr. Ora Prilleltensky, is How People Matter: Why it Affects Health, Happiness, Love, Work, and Society (Cambridge University Press, 2021). Press here to pre-order.

 

 


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