hubby and i watched this docu-tainment series Storage Wars sometimes. it used to be in history channel (?) and now its available on Netflix.

it’s about a couple of buyers who go for store rooms auctions. The highest bidder on a store room, will get to own whatever items there are in the rooms. and then most of the time, they re-sell the items at their vintage/thrift/ pawnshops.

i mean they have interesting characters for the drama. there were lucky bids where they bought a room and found the items to be worth for re-sell or upcycle. sometimes they could amount to thousands of dollars if you really really get lucky.

but what i wanted to talk about in relation to this is… the store rooms are supposed to belong to someone else, who for whatever reasons, could be death or something, they ‘released’ the stores. and amazingly, there are sooo many of these released stores that they could have many seasons of Storage Wars (and there’s few versions of them across the US).

technically the teams who bid for the store rooms are like what local term ‘karung guni’. they literally picked through the items, and only take away those they think are worth some money and practically throw away whatever they don’t want (or rather won’t sell)!

and then i started talking about it with hubby. like how much junk can one person have in their life?? like why would they store away all these unwanted stuffs?? and pretty much left to other people to deal with their garbage (or treasures for some). surely after the bidders go through their items, they pretty much throw away maybe 70-90% of the stuffs they find?!

until i look around our own small room and see the amount of stuff i myself have. humongous number of stuffs. i feel bad for my hubby, somehow, lol. i got married to him and take all his space and it becomes my space. haha. and he tolerated all these things. like the two huge full bookshelves we shoved into our room! we have a big wardrobe and i think i filled up 3/4 of the space, because i have my shawls, my jubahs, my baju kurungs, my casual attires and then my home shirts and pants. he pretty much have about 10 shirts and 10 jeans he bought a one go and use them over and over again until they get worn out. something like that. he has many other shirts and pants he doesnt like and doesnt wear. just stored somewhere.

no matter how much we go through our things and throw them away. we still ended up with so many things still! enough ranting.

i began to realise…. that i do not want my hubby or any of my family members having to deal with my stuffs, if only God knows, i left this world…whenever that is. i really do.

so i guess im going to make it a mini personal mission to slowly get rid, give away, sell away some items, use up whatever i already have, upcycle what i can. and only make small purchases for things i will really really use. so even if anything happens, we can all have peace of mind, don’t we.

ok. let’s do this!