I dream of a decluttered house. And then every time I turn around, I add to the clutter here. I can’t turn down a hand me down, and I struggle to hand them further. (Which is partly due to the ages of my children and my friends’ children it has to be admitted.) Charity shop bags fill ever so slowly on the way out and trickle steadily back in. Books arrive for review and never leave and so few things have real homes of their own.
What is required is will power, and possibly, lists. Organisation. Oomph. I am enthused by my productivity today – I wrote a list and knocked off all the major items on it, as well as the standard items like making it to swimming lessons and cooking tea from scratch that weren’t on it. (The washing has languished either on the line or in the machine it has to be admitted.) The one item that I wanted to do and didn’t was take pictures of items for Ebay. So they will remain for a few more days unlisted.
I wonder if anyone has any hints and tips to offer. Is it possible to creep up on your clutter? To trick it into submission? Somehow sneak it out of the house when it least expects it? Has anyone attempted getting ppl in to declutter for them? I break out in a cold sweat at the mere thought I have to admit, at the idea of someone else going through my stuff and recycling, or even worse, binning it!
My worst habit is buying extra bits so that I can use up things I’ve already got. Like this week where I spent a pound on three small balls of yarn, so that I can use up a tray of beads making beaded scarves for Christmas or for sale. A lovely ambition, but unless I declare it here and get promises of nagging, it’s unlikely to actually happen. Instead the yarn will scuttle from bag to basket to yarn stash and just sit and stare at me, laughing at my inability to finish projects.
I need a decluttering buddy. Someone to lead me gently by the hand from this state of chaos into a more minimalist and happier way of life. To explain how I got to this stage, free me from my anxiety and guilt and show me a better way.
Written for the Friday Club carnival on dealing with clutter.