I haven’t even had the VCR plugged in for the last 4 years or so. The hundred or so vhs tapes have just been sitting on two spindly media shelves taking up space in my hallway.

I boxed them up. I have the vcr ready to give away to someone tomorrow.

I feel… anxious. A bit upset. I feel like I am abandoning old friends. I mean seriously, how many times did I watch that copy of Lion King?

It’s a bit easier for the ones I have a dvd copy of. The buffy tapes, while heart twinging, went into the box much easier than Rainbow Brite and the Star Stealer.

I just keep repeating to myself: You didn’t watch them. You don’t need them. You hadn’t watched any of those movies in 4 years. Look at your hallway, isn’t it pretty without all those shelves? I need to de-clutter. I need to purge the unused stuff. As soon as I had them boxed up I immediatly took the shelves out to the dumpster. (Hopefully they will find a new home.) I had to. If I had kept the shelves, I might have changed my mind. Too late now.

Deep breaths, small steps. I can do this.