My couch. Oh, how I love thee.
I’m coming off of my major de-cluttering high, and finally able to sit back and enjoy the hard work and results.
Over the last few months I’ve:
- Got rid of carloads of wall art
- Gave away baskets – this was a toughie because I’m a recovering basket hoarder
- Donated an embarrassing amount of unused/ill fitting clothing
Giving away unused stuff has been exhilarating. I still am getting rid of stuff – it’s just not as intense as the beginning purges, mainly because I got rid of so much.
Going through this process has really put a lot of things and behaviors in perspective. Here are some thoughts that have come about:
- No amount of stuff will make me happy
- Chasing things put me in debt
- My time is more important than my stuff
- I hate cleaning up useless clutter, like, loathe
- I’m tired of organizing: I just want it gone if it has no purpose
- My home is a creative place and I want all our spaces used for things we love doing and making memories
- Clutter causes me way too much anxiety and I’m tired of being stressed
- I can change, if I want to
Those are just a few things that I’ve been focusing on.
Now, I have some extra space to enjoy the progress. I don’t have to be SO aggressive, only mindful with the remaining stuff.
My priorities are shifting and that drives me and makes me thrive. Although, I am sad that I’ve waited so long to change: it’s still never too late to start.
I’m going into this long weekend so, so thankful. It’s mine to enjoy – and I intend to!