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Inherit the Wind

     

by The Urban Blabbermouth
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The day I die, all the treasures of my life will pass to my heirs, whether they want my stuff or not.  I have over twenty years of accumulated stuff that only I find interesting and most of it, I found interesting twenty years ago.  Today, much of this stuff falls into the clutter category.

A sad event got me onto this morose topic.  One of the feral cats living in my backyard disappeared.  I don’t know what happened but I assume that the cat encountered a fatal accident.  I am saddened about losing my feral cat, but the next day, a replacement cat showed up and took over the empty space in my yard.

The same thing happens to us people too.  We replace each other all the time.  When I retire from work, someone will take my place.  Fair enough since I inherited my place from a retiring person many years ago.  The home I grew up in is now the home of someone else.  My first apartment is now rented to someone else.  Life goes on in an unstoppable way.

The stuff that fills my home is valuable to me and probably no one else.  Individual items may be valuable to other people but the specific combination is only valuable to me.  My stuff reflects my personality and tastes and is what makes me an individual.  My stuff will not be so valued by my heirs. 

Take my books.  I like to read so I have lots of books.  I have developed an emotional and comforting attachment to my books.  I have spent years reading the good books and weeding out the uninteresting books.  Only those that I like are left.   I like to know that they are there on the shelf and that I can pick up a favorite book and re-read it at any time.   I have little doubt that my heirs will toss out my books like trash.  You would think that as we are family, sharing the same genes, my heirs would have the same tastes.  

I suppose that the sensible thing for me to do is to start clearing out my stuff.  I can start selling my stuff on Ebay since that's where they will end up anyway.  Accumulating money instead of stuff to pass to my heirs will delight them.

I can always give away some cash to the younger members of the family who are short on money.  They can pay their bills and begin to accumulate their own stuff, preparing for the day when they too will have a house full of clutter that nobody wants.  Serves them right for not wanting my stuff.

So, there it is -- a lifetime of living and work reduced to stuff that my heirs do not want, stuff that becomes fill for storage warehouses or goods for the next garage sale.

Begone ye stuff -- exit, stage left.

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