OLX

2 weeks ago Mark and I put our first advert up on OLX.  I saw “Sweeny Todd: The demon barber of fleet street” for sale on Takealot, but it was part of a box set containing “The Corpse Bride” and “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory”, both of which I already owned.

Buying the single DVD was more expensive than buying the set because the set was on sale.  So Mark and I decided to sell or trade the two DVD’s we already owned for 2 movies we didn’t own.

We posted our advert on OLX on the Friday, offering our DVD’s for sale or trade.  On Saturday evening we had a response via Whatsapp, with a photograph of various DVD’s.  We chose to trade our two movies for Dodgeball and Faster.

I was surprised at how easy it was.  I hope that this will be a great beginning to getting rid of more items on OLX.

Have you sold, traded or given away anything using an online “classified” advert?  I’d love to hear about your experience in a comment below.

Painting of Queenstown, Eastern Cape by J. C. Marshall

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The painting shown above belonged to my Grandmother, Eileen Peter (maiden name Keys). I remember it hanging in the little living room of her apartment.

The painting is of the Berry Reservoir and Bowkers Kop in Queenstown, Eastern Cape, South Africa and it was painted by J. C. Marshall.

Queenstown is my hometown. I was born there and spent the first 18 years of my life in that town.

When we lived in 3 Chamberlain Street (before my birth until 1991). My parents and I would go for walks around the Berry Reservoir almost every evening.

I have many fond memories of the dam, mostly from when I was very young, below the age of 5. I remember a church picnic that took place there with three-legged races, sack races and an egg and spoon event. I remember a little white shoe that got stuck in the mud when the dam water was low (not my shoe) and wondering for years afterwards if it was still there or if it had been fished out.

I remember the time my cousin, Glynis, found a dead crab on the edge of the dam, during one of the few visits their family made to Queenstown. I think they were there to see our grandfather (Edward Peter) before he past away in 1991.

I remember taking our dogs for walks there when we stayed at 78 Livingstone Road (1996-1999).  To give them a good workout my dad would let them chase the car as we drove around the dam 2-5 times.  Don’t worry, they were off of the leash at the time, and there were no other cars on the path.  Our Jack Russell Terrier (Scamper) would get tired before our Irish Setter (Flash), and often we would put her in our car and allow Flash to have a few extra laps.

BUT… The strongest memory I have of the dam was the time I discovered what a downhill was. I was riding my handed-down bicycle soon after I had learned to stay balanced (no training wheels). I was seeing how fast I could go, so I was peddling on the downhill. Then I looked around and couldn’t see my parents. I tried to stop by putting my feet on the ground like I used to do. The right hand brake brake didn’t work at all. That was when I realised how fast I was going. I panicked and reached my one hand over to the other hand to try and pull the working brake. It was too stiff for the strength in my one hand to pull it by itself. That is when the bicycle went side-ways and I crashed into a tree. I can still see the tree in my mind today, and I have a slight scar on my chin to remind me of the incident.  My next memory (after seeing the tree) is my dad running up to me and carrying me home.  I must have been about 3 or 4 years old when this happened.

I am not sure how long it was after that, but I woke up one morning with a brand new red BMX in my bedroom.

My verdict on the painting: keep and I think I will have Mark move it to the living room (it is currently in our bedroom).

Telling the story

Necklace that I wore to the Grade 12 dance at Queens College
Necklace that I wore to the Grade 12 dance at Queens College

I believe that a great help to getting rid of stuff is to take a photograph and tell the story behind the item. So there may be a whole series of blog posts in the future where I will tell the story of the item I am deciding to keep or give away. At the end of the blog post I will share my final decision as to whether I will keep the item or give it away.

The picture above is of a necklace that I wore to the Grade 12 dance at Queens College (the brother school of Queenstown Girls High).
I went to the dance with a young man whom I had been dating since Grade 9. We broke up when High School was over.
There are good memories and bad memories of our relationship. Unfortunately the dance itself isn’t a good memory for me.  Since I have chosen to forgive and forget the bad memories, and this necklace sparks a bad memory, I have decided that the verdict on the necklace is GIVE AWAY!

A journey begins with a single step

a journey begins with a single step
a journey begins with a single step

Yesterday I gave away the first of many items to come. The above photo is of a necklace that I was given by a pen pal for my 21st birthday.
Yesterday was a good friend’s 30th birthday. They say that life begins at 30. Jesus was 30 when he began his ministry. I have given my good friend this necklace as a 30th birthday present.
The symbolism in this gift is two-fold. It is a symbol to the start of a great journey for her (I hope), and a symbol of the start of my journey to minimalising our stuff.
How fitting the act of giving away this necklace to my friend at the beginning of both our journeys.

Beginning our living with less journey

Mark and I have decided to start a journey to live with less clutter in our home. It is an ambitious adventure since Mark and I are both sentimental people.
I have been browsing pinterest and Google, looking at Micro Homes and secretly wishing that we could live in one of them. That is when I realised that our stuff is actually a burden.
We are going to start small, getting rid of things we don’t need or love. Things that have no sentimental value attached to them. Then we will move onto larger items.
This is not a sprint, it is a marathon. So the going will seem slow, but we hope to achieve a lot in the long term.