wanting, getting, dusting, disposing stuff

i guess i could never be a minimalist though now after a move i wish i was. there is something about my past and my character that abhors an empty room. i've tried to do the martha stewart look and the metropolitan home look, but almost immediately it morphs into the 'fill every nook and cranny' look. i spent a great deal of my life looking at things and desiring things, but since i have never had the funds to get the original, i tried to copy the look. well, now i have all this 'decor' and furniture and i am trying to give it away so my next move won't be so terrible. also, when you live in a windy place in the middle of corn field with a house where the windows aren't really that tight, there is dust on everything all the time. if i had the means, i would make sure all my cupboards, bookshelves, cabinets, drawers, etc. had airtight closures. they could have glass fronts, but they would be airtight. so i keep trying to give stuff away...and some of it is gone... lots of books to the school library, but when i thought to give my table away, no one really wanted it. (truly -- most of the stuff people have - unless they have antiques or have spent big money on a item, like furniture--doesn't really mean much to anyone else. they are the owners memories and experience) then i have two boxes packed with sheet music from my grandmother. and then there are the little paper houses of a castle village that i cut out a put together. my sister has the same problem. we have taken an oath not to buy any more 'decor' and especially anything that can be called 'cute." i already broken it--i bought little tiny clothes pins. --there were so cute. the only consolation is they don't take up much room. sigh.