I recently moved from my "cheapo, pay off debt apartment" to what I am now referring to as my "slightly better cheapo, pay off debt apartment."
I hate everything about moving.
I hate paying another deposit, boxing everything up, and of course, the act of physically moving everything that I own onto my truck and to its new home. However, like most things I hate, it teaches me something in the long run.
As I was going through all of the clutter I realized that I had acquired a crazy amount of possessions in such a short time. Now, I never think of myself as a materialistic guy. I would even go so far at times to call myself a minimalist, but still, I had way too many things. As I sat near a pile of rubble it became clear that I needed to get rid of some of this stuff. It also became clear to me that even while surrounded by all of this stuff, none of it brought me happiness.
I needed some adventure in my life. I hadn't paddled a river or hiked a ridge line in months.
All of this sitting in piles of my crap (not literal) and contemplating a new adventure reminded me of something.
When I was 14 years old my Boy Scout troop took a trip to Ontario to go canoeing. I didn't have the money, but I felt the need to go. That's when the light bulb turned on. I would sell my stuff in order to get enough cash to pay for my trip!
I did this, and to make a long story short, I was on a bus to Ontario that summer, embarking on a trip that would inspire my career as an outdoor educator. I didn't hesitate to sell my stuff, because I knew that experiences will always be far more valuable than belongings.
Fast forward a few years and I was suffering from the same kind of "cabin fever." After moping around town for a couple of months I finally summoned up the courage to sell my crumby jeep to buy a plane ticket. The very next week I landed in Arizona to live in the mountains and practice my wilderness skills.
|Definitely worth selling the jeep ;)|
Yes, that was a little crazy. I was 19, and other than writing and coffee drinking, I had very few responsibilities. Now, as a married man with a busy life and a career to build, I still have the same longing for adventure.
So here's what I'm going to do...
I'm going to collect all of my belongings that I don't really need, (This is everything from my old backpacking tent, to my "extra bike") add up what I can get from them, sell them, and turn my junk into an adventure. I'm not sure where I'll go yet. Maybe to a river a few hours north of here, or maybe on a quick road trip to Rocky Mountain National Park. Either way, I'll replace stuff with experience...
a trade that I will always make.
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