If I were asked to sell my soul in order to never ever have to tidy up again, I'd probably give it away for free. Seriously, me and tidying up, it's not that it just isn't a match made in heaven, it's more of a match that was never made at all. And of course this kind of thing clashes terribly with my love for beautiful things, and with my wish to enjoy those beautiful things around me instead of constantly looking at a lot of mess. It clashes with running a household with (equally messy) kids. And it clashes with a man who likes everything clean and organized (yes, I'm the one who drops her clothes on the floor here ;)).
I understand people who reach this point of minimizing their belongings perfectly well (but I must be honest: I'll probably never get there ;)). All the stuff you acquire comes with the obligation of taking care of it, managing it even. We all want bigger houses, bigger gardens, more beautiful things, but it always seems nicer to acquire those things than to actually take care of them properly. Well at least I am good at wanting to bring lots of beautiful things into the house, and then I forget to take good care of them, so often they end up on a big pile of non-descript things that I don't really know what to do with. Of course I don't think that you should take care of your belongings like they were your babies or something, but I realize that there's a certain decadence in wanting things so much and then neglecting them once you have them.
So here's plan # Ilostcount to be a bit more tidy and to enjoy the nice things we already have more by actually being able to see them properly, instead of hidden behind piles of other things! ;)