Originally Posted by Billy
Although we didn't store furniture when we first retired, we did use one of these places to store some really important stuff. One year later we asked each other what was in there. Neither of us could remember exactly. So, apparently that really important stuff wasn't all that necessary in our new life. We cleaned out the place and moved forward.
My storage for a 90-day submarine patrol was a uniform locker (5'x1'x2'), a cupboard (2'x2'x3') and three dresser drawers (a total of 2'x2'x3'). (Junior enlisted had to make do with even less total storage volume.) About half the space was taken up with the uniform articles you were required to have on hand. With that amount of storage you have to decide what's really important, and it turns out that not much makes the cut. Enforced triage eventually becomes a lifestyle.
During those 1980s days I had a Charleston 2BR condo full of the usual bachelor furniture-- nothing valuable enough to be worth the petty theft. The realtor I'd bought it from (the spouse of a submariner) would give free plane tickets to young submariners to fly down from New London CT to look at Charleston real estate. I gave her my condo keys and she'd rent it out to them. I was young & stupid but apparently the aura of the submarine fraternity kept the bad stuff from happening. I'd clear about $1000 every patrol, too, which helped a lot.
If the brush fire rolled up to our yard I'd leave the house with the computer and the photo albums. If nothing else was worth saving then it's not worth storing either...