Crisis Carry
If you were at home and a crisis arose where your self, house and possessions were in imminent danger, what do you grab to take with you in the very slim amount of time you have to flee? I'm talking about a mud slide coming down your block. A fire, a hurricane or tornado whipping through your existence.
I can think of only three things. Everything, nothing and something.
It's the something that is the difficult choice. It involves conscience decisions that place worth of some belongings above others. And if in fact you have such an hierarchy of value, why is it necessary to keep the crap not making the list, the crap that crowds your living space unnecessarily? We should be able to lighten that load, to let go and live more simply. I'm looking around my bedroom right now knowing it would take several pages to inventory the items here, at least 14 enormous loads to move and about an hour to accomplish that feat.
Maslow's hierarchy of needs addresses physiological and psychological needs, where property is listed in the second tier out of 5, alongside of security of body, of employment, of resources, of morality, of the family and of health. I'm guessing that makes stuff somewhat important. The number one most important tier is comprised of breathing, food, water, sex, sleep, homeostasis and excretion. (I knew about the other stuff before but never really considered excretion so high and mighty. I guess I take for granted the lavish satisfaction and relief one feels when one completes a successful deposit.)

I have sentimental treasures worth little to others. I have expensive tools and equipment necessary to do my jobs. Paperwork and documents, clothing and cash, bullets and bobbles, instruments and implements, finished projects and works in progress. What do I take? Laptops, hard drives, guns, camera, turtles, blue dog and happy horse, cell and wallet.
WHAT ABOUT YOU?
I can think of only three things. Everything, nothing and something.
It's the something that is the difficult choice. It involves conscience decisions that place worth of some belongings above others. And if in fact you have such an hierarchy of value, why is it necessary to keep the crap not making the list, the crap that crowds your living space unnecessarily? We should be able to lighten that load, to let go and live more simply. I'm looking around my bedroom right now knowing it would take several pages to inventory the items here, at least 14 enormous loads to move and about an hour to accomplish that feat.
Maslow's hierarchy of needs addresses physiological and psychological needs, where property is listed in the second tier out of 5, alongside of security of body, of employment, of resources, of morality, of the family and of health. I'm guessing that makes stuff somewhat important. The number one most important tier is comprised of breathing, food, water, sex, sleep, homeostasis and excretion. (I knew about the other stuff before but never really considered excretion so high and mighty. I guess I take for granted the lavish satisfaction and relief one feels when one completes a successful deposit.)

I have sentimental treasures worth little to others. I have expensive tools and equipment necessary to do my jobs. Paperwork and documents, clothing and cash, bullets and bobbles, instruments and implements, finished projects and works in progress. What do I take? Laptops, hard drives, guns, camera, turtles, blue dog and happy horse, cell and wallet.
WHAT ABOUT YOU?


2 Comments:
You didn't ask others to post what they'd take, but reading your post crystalized what I'd make sure to grab.
Assuming all living beings (Tony and Cole for the humans and Zoe, Toby, and Clancy for the pets) were safe in the car, I'd grab: my iMac, our external hard drive, Tony's computer, the bill drawer, and the Important Papers box.
Depending on the amount of time given to grab and go -- the only things on the list are babies, dog, and husband. In that order too, since the husband would more than likely be able to get out on his own. NOTHING else in house has as much importance.... nothing.
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