Somehow over the long years the Can Opener has accumulated insane amounts of stuff. And it's gotta go.
It's mostly books, clothes, CDs, sports equipment and a few sticks of furniture.
And paper records - records that stretch from here to forever: taxes, bank statements, photos, more photos... The kind of stuff that takes forever to go through, page by page.
Over the next year I will be (ruthlessly) paring all this down... until it's reduced enough to fit inside a 30 foot boat.
The amazing thing about minimising everything you own is that after it's gone, you can't even remember what you had. (Yeah Furrball, if it's my stuff, you aren't going to notice that it's gone. No point in asking if I get any say in this?... Thought not.)
Of course, I am perfectly positioned to pare down the Can Opener's stuff. It's always easier to organise someone else's.
I will, however, also be organising my own assortment of things. Because I'm that dedicated.
I plan for a lazarette or two as shrines to the necessaries - my regal trappings, the smoked oyster collection, my colour-coded frillies... A few banks of my favourite snoozing books. The collapsible karate/yoga platform. There will only be room for basics.
We're on our way...
We're on our way...
--Captain Cat
(transcribed by the Can Opener)
Downsizing
Next: Downsizing Paper















