Like baling water from a leaky boat, It seems like the more stuff I try to get rid of, more comes to take its place. Over the past few years, I have periodically worked at getting rid of things. When we had the kitchen painted, we had to empty out the cupboards. I used this as an opportunity to sort through and get rid of what we have accumulated and don’t use. My husband and I seem to working at cross purposes though. He is tempted by bargains on eBay. That’s how we ended up with 2 double coffee makers in addition to our single pot coffee maker. He justifies this purchase because he got one of the double coffee makers for $5. In case you’re wondering, we now have the capacity to make 52 cups of coffee at the same time. I just finished reorganizing our collection of everyday dishes and glassware in the cupboards. My husband has been adding assorted pieces to our everyday dishes for a while, and there really isn’t room for another thing. I thought he had gotten better about buying stuff on eBay. Then, just the other day I spotted some boxes on the dining room table, a set of 24 glass coffee mugs. I asked him why he bought them since we don’t have room and he said, “They were a good price.”
Post inspired by Almost Iowa post ‘My Storage Room.’ Featured Image of Good Housekeeping cover 1908 by John Cecil Clay via Wikipedia, looks like me trying to decide where to put some of our crockery.
You may have noticed, or not, that I have not posted for a while. This is because I have had a flurry of activity going on which was worthwhile but definitely exhausting. I had a small social event at my house this past weekend. This is something I wanted to do and I am glad I did it. I always say one good thing about having a party is that it forces you to clean up the house. I did have the sense to start this straightening up part ahead of time instead of doing it in a last minute frenzy which I have been known to do in the past. This whole event, with the planning, straightening, shopping, and socializing was like a huge energy consuming vortex. I am gradually recovering. Why is straightening up and organizing so exhausting, you ask? Don’t you feel such a great sense of satisfaction after organizing and cleaning, putting everything in its proper place? I wondered about this too. Well, I think I figured out why it does not work so much for me. For one thing my brain likes its piles of stuff. A bit of clutter feels normal and clear, shining, empty space makes me feel edgy. Another thing is, as I sort through all the stuff, I can’t just quickly handle it and make snap decisions on what to do with it. I have to think about the object, where/when I got it, maybe who gave it to me, what it means to me, besides what I can use it for now and where to put it. My husband and I did sort through a lot of stuff and we still have more, but I think I will wait a bit until I fully recover from this session.
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