A Motivating Story
My friend called me all excited. When I asked how she was, she said, "Very, very, very well." I quickly commented that that was more “verys” than I had heard from her in a very long time. She said, "I'm going through my house and getting rid of stuff and it feels WONDERFUL." I asked her to tell me about it—I just love organizing stories—and she did!
"First, I went through all my quilting fabric, five shelves' worth. You know I don't quilt any more, and haven't for a long time. I've had some of this fabric for 15 years or more. I don't like most of it. And even if I did quilt, it wasn't stored properly so I’m not too sure the fabric would hold together if I did anything with it, which I won't. Anyhow, three-fourths of it is now gone! Then there was all that yarn (just in case I got up in the middle of the night with a desperate urge to knit). I didn't like the colors or the textures, so away it went along with many—I don't even want to count—unfinished craft projects. Maybe someone else will complete them, not me.
“Then on to that pile of baskets that seemed to procreate on its own. How I love baskets! Now I only have the ones I truly like. And how about all those clothes, shoes, and coats that well-meaning friends and relatives have given to our family? I got rid of the things my kids wouldn't wear even if I begged them. I tossed the coats with the difficult zippers and those that wouldn't work in our climate; I passed on the shoes that didn't fit our needs. Now I have lots more space available in that part of the basement.
“Next came the extra kitchen things that lived in the basement and never—I mean NEVER—were used. I boxed them up and sent them on their way. I also tackled the children's playroom. You know, the puzzles with the missing pieces and the toys no one plays with anymore. I sorted through books, videos, and those ever-present parts to things that no one can remember. The playroom is now a happier place to play.
“I whirled on through my house during the last two weeks for several hours a day. The kitchen, office, living room, bedrooms, and bathrooms have all been viewed without rose-colored glasses and with the resolve to cut the strings of attachment to all that 'stuff.' I was, however, careful to keep the kids’ favorites and to consult with other family members as I went along.
“I even got rid of the old TV (that had fallen off its stand) that spit out VHS tapes at us or ate them.
“My house has been cleared out and I feel wonderful!