Simplifying prior to my 90-Day Summer Simplifying Challenge meant organizing {insert hiding} things better. It was a deceptive game of hide and seek. Read my 90-Day Summer Simplifying Manifesto!! 
A Recovering Magpie’s Organizing
Funny, how I had become a master of deception with this pseudo organizing skill. I see spatially. It really is a skill. Loading a car, I am your gal. I can look at a pile of stuff and imagine it in the space before I begin. It is a game, like a spatial puzzle. I won at that game for many years. Or was I winning…really?
{Coming clean} I can cram more into a space than anyone else!
My Summer Simplifying Challenge
The inside of my home is ordered the same way as those car trunks. I see a space, I must fill it…well. That was a big reason I began my 90-Day Summer Simplifying Challenge. I prided myself as being fairly organized. You open a drawer or closet and it appears to be organized.
For may years, I knew where everything was. I had created a general store within my home. If I needed something, I could produce said object in short order. I lived by the ‘rainy day ‘and ‘just in case’ or the ever present “I can make art with that’ philosophy. It seemed reasonable to me.
It was reasonable when I was living in my house. The problems developed when I found it necessary to move the contents of said house to another house. Having to do this ever two years is what precipitated this Summer Simplifying Challenge. I don’t have the energy or the stamina to move all these things again. I can no longer justify carrying so much stuff from house to house. It just does not work for me physically, mentally, spiritually or financially.
When I wrote my 90-Day Summer Simplifying Manifesto I was done. I was sick and tired of being sick and tired. I was over hearing HIMself, and anyone else who had to cart the boxes of my life from place to place, complain or remark about the amount of stuff. I was over the looks of guests who would remark on something like, “Wow you could start your own library/craft store/art gallery….” I could no longer laugh it off.
The last move just did me in. The out of control feeling of movers running all over the house, grabbing things. The questions about where does this go? and how do you want this? The broken things. HIMself and my son swearing at me. Tears. Justifications. Insults. Rationalizations. Realizations that that box of baby clothes from my now 30 and 40 something children, would never find their way onto my grandchildren’s bodies…EVER!! ENUF already!!!
It was/is a sickness, which I have dissected publicly over these past 3 months. Am I cured? I believe so. Do I still have too much? I believe so. Will I continue to simplify? I believe so.
Tell me about your steps to living a simplified version of life in the comments please.
Today’s Accomplishments
- One box, sorted and things placed into the ‘outta here’ boxes!
- The house is clean and orderly.
Today’s Setbacks
- None.
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