Sunday, January 09, 2011
Sunday Afternoon Tea
More often than not this week, I have been in the midst of some sort of cleaning and organizing and deciding between better and best as I added things I liked to the Goodwill pile. It was time to let extra stuff go... I wanted to open my bedroom closet with a smile rather than cringing at the sight of stuff... just one section of the house to which my attention was drawn... and walking through it now makes me smile.
I have no one else to blame for this clutter, it was mine... all mine. None of my husband or my son's stuff was involved in the purging. Me, who talks a lot about living life on purpose and letting go and all that, I had to make a decision not to hang on to luggage I will never use, Christmas sweaters which have not seen a December evening since 2006, teacups I liked instead of loved, clothes too small, clothes too big, baking pans too complicated, and sacks and sacks of other stuff.
I feel as if I have lost twenty pounds (if only it were that easy)...
Now, don't get me wrong, I am not a hoarder. I tend to go the opposite extreme and get rid of things I later realize I needed. But if God's perfect house for me is small-ish, with no attic, with no basement, and only a garage and a shed "in the back forty" which holds my garden stuff... if that is His will... then I have a feeling He also knew I'd need to get rid of stuff. I have been peeling away stuff for years now until finally, most of what I have is just what I need.
There is space to breath and my eyes no longer rest on things ready to fall off a shelf, or wonder just what lurks in that box, or hides in a corner of a closet. The stuff that remains all look so much better and my mind no longer feels the need to "do something" with things that are far past their time... better they go to someone who does need them.
Like anything else in life I want to do or be... it all starts with that first step... in this case bringing in boxes in which to place items to give away, throw away, keep, etc. It also required a decision, I wanted a decluttered life more than I wanted any extra stuff, then that first step to bring in the boxes in which to sort it all out. The sorting was not half as difficult as making the decision.
It makes me think through and ponder what other first steps need accomplished in my life. That will be enough to ponder in the coming week..