The greatest evil for a sixty something is theft of time. There is only so much of it — all here and now. There is also a sense we must create value with this limited resource.
How shall time be spent downsizing?
There are boxes to open — lots of them — each containing artifacts of this life, and potential villainy.
Pandora was the first woman in classical Greek Mythology.
“When Prometheus stole fire from heaven, Zeus took vengeance by presenting Pandora to Prometheus’ brother Epimetheus,” according to Wikipedia. “Pandora opens a jar containing death and many other evils which were released into the world. She hastened to close the container, but the whole contents had escaped except for one thing that lay at the bottom – Elpis — or hope. That’s what I’m seeking as the downsizing of personal artifacts begins.
There are two temptations leading to perdition.
The first is spending time with things that should be discarded. There was a reason to keep each one — such reasons eclipsed by the urgency of now.
The other is to discard something of value, an artifact worth keeping a while longer, with monetary value, or to pass along.
Some small percentage of the artifacts will go to our daughter, but we don’t want to load up her space with our junk. Too, some of the pieces will inspire new writing for this blog or other publication. There are books to read, artwork to contemplate, and relics of past lives wanting to be relived. I’d better make quick work of it or I’ll never finish.
It’s already going poorly as I was up in the middle of the night reading a history of World War I. I should know all of that by now.