I will write it out. May not be exactly the plan for you. We are in such different life stages. But, the ideas may cross over. I have been struggling about blog topics. Maybe this could be a two or three part series.
Will you start this week or next?
I am writing on Wednesday’s now. So, for tomorrow, I could do part one. Describe and define the problems and then next week start the resolution phase. If I get inspired before then, I will send you private previews!
I will pray for you. Any specifics in prayers?
I want to let go of what I think my life should have been and embrace what my life is. I want to let go of actual physical belongings that don’t add to my quality of life but rather cause anxiety and concern. I want to let things be the way they are without feeling I should “fix” me to make things seem better.
So, I had a great post going and my computer decided to auto shut down and update Windows. I am going to try to restart. Pretty sure this will not be a good as all I lost.
Last week I loaded four bags of clothes and hauled them off to the charity shop. I took some things to our daughter. She kept part and sent part back with me. I will refill the box and haul it off this week. I have a couple of boxes loaded in the turtle hull already. I have another bag almost full of clothes ready to go.
I recorded a thought in my journal the other day. If a ship is sinking, plug the leak to stop the flood then bail like crazy. I am trying to plug the leak, but by bailing like crazy, I hope to strengthen my resolve to not let the flooding continue.
Why am I obsessed with minimalism? I don’t really know. I just want to have less stuff to clean, store and shuffle through when looking for the stuff I really use.
What is acceptable for storage? This is highly subjective and personal. Holiday decorations. I have an artificial tree because it is less mess and easier to put up and take down than a live tree. I have minimal decorations to go on the tree. I also like to do a large table center piece using antlers, candles and silk flowers and greenery. I don’t do outdoor decorations because we live at the end of a very quiet dead end street. Maybe when the grands get old enough to enjoy such a thing, I will add them. For Hallowe’en, Valentine’s and Easter, I do a simple table decoration.
What else to store? I have a few extra-large pots and things for bigger gatherings that we no longer host. I haven’t quite decided to give up on that idea. Things may expand again someday. I don’t like the idea of storing clothes out of season simply because I don’t want to have so many clothes they need to be stored in rotation. I should be able to put summer things in the back end of the rack and fall things in the front. I can do that. My closet’s hanging rod is long enough for that.
I considered getting another shed. My shed was overtaken by a chupacabra (see previous post about a pack rat). We cleared up big daddy, but I discovered junior has moved in, recently. I don’t have anything stored in the attic. I like it that way. I am physically hindered from accessing things in the attic. (getting too old and arthritic to climb and haul up and down that ladder) My things are in the washroom, the back room closet and in those under the bed storage boxes. Even as I write this, I am mindful of the things in the boxes I could eliminate.
One of my favorite de-cluttering writers suggests eliminating activities that don’t have adequate rewards to justify the baggage and resources they use. In other words, consider the activities I pursue. Do I actually enjoy the activity enough to provide space to do the activity and store the items used in the activity? Do I just do it because I should do something? Is it something I used to enjoy, but I have lost interest?
Or is it like sewing? I know how to sew. I am pretty good at it. I used to sew. My mother loved to sew. I should want to sew. Right? I don’t think I want to sew. I just want to feel my mother’s presence again. Sit with her digging through the fabrics and patterns. Hear the machine whirring as she stitches up a beautiful dress for me to wear.
I would love to have a tiny box with a couple of needles, some basic thread colors, a pair of tiny scissors. Just enough to repair a button or hem. I have a little more than that. Not a lot more. But more than I will ever use. I don’t see myself sewing, again. Or maybe, after writing this, I see the truth of the thing. Sewing is something I once enjoyed. When Mother could no longer sew, I could no longer enjoy it for myself. Even now, the process gouges too deeply at the wound of losing her. The big empty place in my life.
I guess I will keep on with my piddling and sorting and hauling off and acquiring. Till someday I latch on to something that doesn’t hurt so much to do. I didn’t know I was still hurting so much. I don’t know what I will do with this revelation.
He had to comfort me earlier when the computer went down in the middle of things. He always comes to my rescue when the dragons threaten. I hear the pounding hooves of his white charger even before I click “publish”…….
Molly, I have been thinking about clearing the thing out of my house that I just thought I couldn’t live without, projects that I just knew I had to do or things I bought because, it was on sale, I might need it one day. Thanks for the encouragement to start that process. Also, I need to decluter my life of projects and commitments that keeps me away from my time with God. A new season has come and changes comes with it.
Connie, it has been a constant process with me for years. I find myself revisiting things and letting go of more each time. But, I still gather things to do projects that don’t get completed. I just have to remind myself that it is better to move past a project that my heart is not still connected to rather than waste a moment forcing it. Thanks for your input! Best of blessings in your pursuit of change.