Life: You Can’t Take It with You Dept.

The other day I came across an old photo album. It was empty. Do you think I would ever use it to store printed photographs on a dark shelf inside a cabinet for the rest of my life? You know me better than that.

Years ago I scanned most of the photographs I have that I wanted to keep and stored them on my computer, shared with my two iGadgets— including my iPhone. Certainly that’s a plan for every grandparent who intends to inflict their absent progeny on strangers at a moment’s notice.

The week before, I pared my paper library a bit. Is anybody really going to use that big hulking atlas that I’ve stored for half a century? Not when I’ve got a talking GPS in my pocket. You must be joking. That and a few other hardbacks went to the used bookstore up the street. Other paper books I left at the little tiny library exchange boxes that people and the YMCA have put up around town.

I used to have more than 600 books in my house. Now it’s a couple dozen, and half of those are old cookbooks not worth throwing out. Anything else I want is available free online, or as an easy purchase electronically. Lots of milk, without a cow.

The rest is more difficult. I still have a legacy wardrobe of scores of items that I might need again. But probably won’t. So they’ll just hang there until I’m dead and then they’ll be sent away for poor people. (Poor people who don’t give a crap about fashion, that is.)

This isn’t about sacrifice – it’s about conversion! That’s the good news. Recently the American Motorcyclist magazine included an article about packing for touring. It was two pages long and all the items in the touring tip list have been replaced these days by the ubiquitous smart phone. Think of the space and weight to be saved on a motorcycle by not carrying items such as:

• Laptop
• Maps
• Travel Guides
• Phone Book
• Address Book
• Ebook Reader
• Still Camera
• Video Camera
• Voice Recorder
• Stereo
• FM Radio
• Mirror
• Flashlight

::::::: What Happened When I Got Rid Of Everything In My House That Doesn’t Spark Joy | Fast Company | Business + Innovation

== PT

== PT

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