In his Tucson Daily Star Column (April 16, 2023) Tim Steller writes that the “Storage Business is Hot!” He then describes the storage unit that his parents had rented when moving out of their house, and tells of a large hunk of tree root that had been stashed away because his Dad thought at some time he could use it.
The Public Storage Rental Industry has experienced a huge boon in recent years. The latest estimate for the business is $2.915 Billion—a 2.1% increase from 2019. A good slogan for a storage facility might be: “We Love Your Stuff More Than You Do! ” A bad slogan might be:
“Stop Buying So Much Stuff!”
A few nights ago, I had dinner with a couple who bemoaned the fact that after their move to a smaller home, they now had belongings, that they had collected from their extensive travels, stored in three different storage facilities. Recently, they had gone to visit one of the storage lockers in order to examine several boxes filled with valuable hand-woven blankets— only to discover that their precious stored items had served as a fifteen year MOTH! Smorgasbord. The blankets and the money paid for their storage all landed in a dumpster.
My Father stored papers in the basement of our home until it was time to move on. He discovered several boxes of mold. No wonder that our basement had that pungent smell for all those years. When my parents moved to a Senior Residence, they rented a Storage Unit where Dad kept lots and lots of newspapers, that contained articles about him or other stories of interest. “Someday,” he planned to cut them out to preserve in a scrapbook. That day never came. In one swoop those papers landed in the Recycle Bin.
Moving on, means moving forward, and letting go of the, “I don’t need it, but I want it” attitude. Is it really worth paying $300.00 a month for the wood saw embossed with, “I Love Minnesota,” or the collection of prom dresses from 1950, or the sterling silver tray that none of your kids want—now or never—no matter how many times you ask them.
My motto is, “If you can’t use it—lose it!” Either donate or sell those items before you die, because chances are they will be dumped. Be smart. Save the money you’d use on years of storage. Sell what you can, and take a world cruise with the money saved.
When I moved to my apartment from a big house, I left my over-sized furniture with the new owners, because they loved the 25-year-old tables and leather sofas and chairs. I then gave my son and daughter-in-law whatever they wanted (almost)—remembering what my Mother always said, “ It’s better to give with a warm hand than a cold one.”
I kept the furniture that fit into my new life style as well as a few things that had sentimental value for me. I also purchased a few new pieces of furniture. New can be fun! Now, it is a delight to visit my son and daughter-in-law, and and see how much they cherish and enjoy the items from my home and life.
I also find pleasure by knowing that my donated items will go to families who could otherwise not afford to purchase them. That’s a win-win all the way around, and for me it’s also nourishment for the soul.
Esther Blumenfeld