You know that you are making progress when the “declutter” for the day is empty boxes, storage containers, baskets and the like. That’s what left the house today. Lots and lots of empty receptacles. The family room/studio/classroom is decluttered and cleanish.
The only stuff that I didn’t deal with is my art. Art that used to hang in a church: art that was made for a life that is no longer the one I am living. A lot of history including joy, growth and grief. There are lot of emotions wrapped up in that art. For now, it will remain tucked in the storage area covered by a quilt. I know it’s there and I know that I need to make some decisions about it all, but not right now. It’s out of sight, but not out of mind. I’m learning to recognize when I’m avoiding an issue that is impeding my journey. Something that is holding me back.
I keep reminding myself that this is a journey that cannot be traveled quickly. For now, I’m exited about the progress that I’ve made. A full pick-up load of stuff is gone to the thrift store and recycling. The trash can was full yesterday and is already half-full today.
There is space in the room to set up my drying rack so I can cut down on my dryer use. My art desk is clear. There are two comfy chairs clear of clutter sitting next to the fireplace ready for winter snuggling. The school stuff is organized and a plan is in place to read the books that we have on the shelves and to share them with other homeschoolers in the next few months.
I really and truly can’t find anything else in there to get rid of. But that’s today. We’ll see what tomorrow brings. I may become a minimalist yet.
Um, probably not!
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...