I feel physically lighter. I know it’s not true, but there’s such satisfaction in de-cluttering each of these rooms. The desk and the office are officially organized with no major casualties and only one difficult decision. Here’s a sample of what I found in my desk and office:
18 spiral notebooks
4 bottles of Elmer’s glue
Crate and Barrel catalog from 1992
64 box of Crayons !!! (makes me as happy as it did in 1970)
97 assorted computer cables
A box of photo negatives spanning 1980 – 2005 (they are separated and labeled)
The last one – box of negatives – that was the only decision that I agonized over. What are the chances that I’ll ever need any of these photos printed? I don’t know, but it’s not a chance I’m willing to take. The box stays.
It’s an understatement to say that I’m not fond of housekeeping. Jan keeps things clean, but I struggle with the organizing - hence the need for 12 months to get the house in shape. Let me assure you that it’s far from being an episode of “Hoarders”, but it doesn't come easily to me. For years I used to try to make the house perfect before my parents came to visit. And then I realized - they lived with me for 18 years - they are not fooled by a perfect house. Thank God they love me anyway.
Soon everything that’s in this house will be here because I consciously chose for it to be.
Can you imagine?