The Joy of Decluttering!
For some the thought of throwing things away sends torment through the essence of their being. For me it is an absolute joy. It might seem weird that I love the feeling I get from throwing things away or giving them to charity. It just gives me a sense of satisfaction and the feeling that I am ready for new.
I don't know about you but over time my cupboards mysteriously fill up with 'stuff'. That stuff I am convinced I am going to need at some point, not that I have actually remember owning it until I do the de-clutter. That is the point everything seems filled, over filled and not necessary. It just sits there in 'stuffness' being all stuffy.
So today is a de-clutter day. For those that follow me, I am in a phase of completion, in that I have completed 9 books in paperback, kindle and 7 are on audible. I am waiting for the 8th to be released on audible and then all that remains is just one children's book, who I have yet to find the right voice. I know they will turn up at some point, so that is nothing to even consider. So with all that in mind, there are a few things I like to do when I finish things. The first is buy my self a present and my gift for my hard work is a spa day. In addition to that, it is time to clear out to make way for the new. There is something so therapeutic about playing an audio book while you rummage and clear around a cupboard. I know... It is weird. We all have things we like doing and clearing out is one of those for me. The more space then the more potential.
To provide a little insight into my 'I don't need stuff' attitude: just over ten years ago I lived for months out of a suitcase because I worked on cruise ships. I did not have an actual home; instead I floated around the world seizing every opportunity for adventure. What's more I shared a cabin. There was no space for anything other than a suitcase, uniform and a few clothes. What was quite astounding is that you could sit on a toilet and shower simultaneously. That was how confined the space was. It was wonderful living a life with so little and feeling so free. Anyway, after close to ten years I came back to land and the first thing that shocked me was how far away my bed was from the ceiling. The ship's bunk was tiny, if I sat up suddenly in the night then I would bruise my forehead. I then came to realise how quickly empty space filled up with 'stuff'. For some reason there is a level of unsettledness if a person has space in their home, so we fill it with furniture, vases or other random objects. Also I notice as soon as people have space in their cupboards they pop out and buy something to fill it.
The thing is all this stuff seems to 'snag' on my mentality. What's more, stuff takes time. Think about it and this freaked me out - my friend had over 100 pairs of knickers. Her reasoning was that she did not have to wash them so often. Yet 100 pairs of knickers takes up space and storage and time. I would rather have ten pairs and wash them regularly. The more stuff you have then the more it is either in the way, needing to be washed, moved or wiped. So I figured that the less stuff I have the more time I will have. To some there is no logic in that. So if I had for sets of cutlery I would wash it more regularly than waiting until I ran out of ten...
Anyway, I thought I would share because I called my brother this evening and it turns out that he was doing the very same thing! Weird or just the time of year?
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