hello there, friend,
lately it seems i'm obsessed with clutter. anyone who knows me knows that our home has always had a 'comfortable' vibe. i am generally a laid back person and can let a lot of things roll of my back. for years this has applied to our house and our things. at times, the amount of stuff we had would drive me crazy, but unless we were moving or throwing a party (this rarely happens), i could ignore it.
the last time we moved, we moved a distance of about 10 miles... we did not sort or cull through our belongings. we just moved it all into a bigger house with attic spaces, a shed, and a basement. we have lived here now for almost eight years... can you see where this is going?
i have had a belief for some time that our things can weigh us down. that they become part of our mental clutter, disorder and chaos. i'm struck by the fact that when i 'clean' i am actually rearranging clutter. we have far too much stuff. and it paralyzes me and stifles my creativity and sense of calm. on my worst days it fills me with shame and regret.
i spent most of the day with these thoughts as i cleaned for an upcoming party. i did not purge, because i didn't have time to. but, after reading the introduction to "the life changing magic of tidying up", i'm looking forward to some large blocks of time to reevaluate our things and to keep only what brings joy.
xo,
b
