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I Hate Clutter

I absolutely hate clutter!  So I ask myself, “Why do I live with so much of it?”  My house is full of things I don’t need or want.  My bedrooms, closets, cabinets, kitchen, and basement all have clutter in them.  It used to think it was because I was working full time and otherwise involved with my family, church, etc.  Now I am retired and am feeling overwhelmed by the task that lay before me.

It occurs to me, that the first thing I may need to do is unclutter my mind of all the things that I feel I must do.  Organization from the top, down, so-to-speak.  And so I begin, with my head awhirl.  

I have to sit down.  Pray.  Meditate.  Then begin.  Being calm should help. There.  Make a list. Don’t worry about the order or level of importance.  I can make those decisions later. Brainstorm with myself.  A plan will emerge later.

As I am writing this, I realize that I have already made a step in the right direction.  Wow.  This surprises me.  Awareness is coming upon me.  Clutter beware!

I already feel better about this.  Wait til I actually do it!  Tomorrow perhaps?  It’s too late to start today.  Or is it?  Any step I take will get me that much closer to my goal, right?

“Okay,” I say to myself.  “Get a piece of paper and a pencil.”  (I am old school.)  I need categories. House: room by room inventory.  Types of things to get rid of:  books, clothes, kitchen stuff, cleaning supplies and anything with an expiration date, old medicines, things to recycle,  paper: multiple copies of anything, expired forms and old paid bills.  I feel like I am getting on a roll here.  

Here’s an existential theory:  Things are here, because we want them to be.  If we don’t want or need them they need not be the evidence we leave behind.  Get rid of anything that you do not want to be associated with, or that evidence will serve to leave the impression that those things were of importance to you in this life.

All of a sudden, my task just got easier.  See you later, I have my work cut out for me.