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Those who fail to learn history are doomed to repeat it. --- George Santayana (December 16, 1863 – September 26, 1952)
Those who fail to clear history are doomed to explain it. --- OriginalGriff (February 24, 1959 – ∞)
So after more than 26 years I'm moving out of my first house/home.
My parents bought a new house and I'm moving with them.
My own house will hopefully be ready later this year (there have been lots of problems with the build...).
It amazes me how much stuff I actually have. And how little of it I actually use.
I am subscribed to three magazines. I've kept about 15 years of a popular scientific magazines, about 15 years of gaming magazines and 10 years of a (metal) music magazine.
Furthermore I have about 1000 CD's and LP's and 500 DVD's.
And some random stuff that has sentimental value, like gifts from people and souvenirs from faraway places.
And I get to move all of it again in a few months...
The question is what you don't need. You may not need it now, but maybe later.
Or you might just like to hang on to stuff just because you've had it for so long and you feel good having it.
When I ask my parents why they hang on to stuff they don't need they answer "so you can throw it out after we passed away", I guess that's how it goes...
I live on a seperate floor with two pretty big rooms and a toilet.
My parents leave me alone most of the time.
I don't do (m)any chores at home, I don't pay for stuff, I can use the BMW on the driveway.
I used to play the drums which is easy here since we live in a house detached from others.
When I move out on my own (prior to this that probably would've been a small apartment) I'd lose space, I'd lose the car, I'd lose time doing all those chores, I would have to give up drumming...
The last thing I'd want is to live with some strangers in a big city in a students apartment. Yikes!
I guess I'm just really spoiled.
Since about a year I don't want to live here anymore.
My dad has been picking up on piano playing, so I get to listen to that every night for a few hours. I've been living with it for about one to two years and decided I really needed to get out.
Plus something has been missing here since my cat died at the age of almost twenty over a year ago.
That's when I bought a house (I could get a girlfriend and two kids there and I'd still have enough rooms, not that I don't want any kids).
I still really don't feel like moving out on my own though... Because that's just what it'll be; on my own. At least I'll get a new cat.