I've spent many precious life hours over the last 10 years moving stuff out of my house.
In the last year, the highway of departing clutter has become an absolute speedway.
Here is a lesson I have learned in the process.
Lesson Learned #3:
Live with less stuff than your house can hold.
I have never been a big proponent of Rental Storage Units. This lesson has not been learned from actual experience - just common sense.
Yes, these rental storage units serve a short list of purposes. Temporary storage of household goods between moves or inventory storage for small businesses are two examples that quickly come to mind. I bet you could suggest a few other good uses as well.
But too often families use these units for years to store household items they cannot contain in their home. Apparently the need for external storage is a growing trend because the sprouting of "You Store It" buildings continues to grow. If there wasn't a demand for this kind of storage, the buildings of this type wouldn't be built.
It boggles my mind that folks pay money for these units every month for years to store personal stuff - stuff they don't use and probably don't remember they have. It is an over-stuffed life for sure.
I also scratch my head when I drive by a house with cars that are always parked outside of full garages. Now I am not talking about garages that function extensions of living space - like a place for large exercise equipment or an expansive tool collection with workbenches ... those changes make sense. People actually use this space. But folks who leave vehicles ($$$) outside and use their garage as storage for old bikes, boxes of broken and/or discarded toys, old unused refrigerators, old unused kitchen cabinets, party decorations from last New Years, an old kitchen chair with the broken leg, trash, and the like ... so that there is no room for their cars - well, the garage is protecting the wrong stuff.
We have never had a garage or a storage unit. But about 5 years ago we were floating in a sea of our stuff, my mom's stuff, other inherited stuff and there wasn't one space that was open. My husband causally suggested that maybe we should rent a storage unit for a while - just to give us some breathing room.
Imagine ... paying for breathing room.
We did not get that storage unit. What I did do was reorganize stuff and buy more things like containers to snuggly store our stuff into our current space, giving us the sense of breathing room. Not actual breathing room, you understand! Just the appearance of breathing room.