|Now, I'm smiling.|
boxes and label them;
then, I shall go
through one box at a time.
This may sound dangerous to anyone that knows about the other boxes of stuff I have thrown away, but it really isn't. The old boxes were full of stuff we thought we had to keep for sentimental, documentary, or frugal reasons. Because I did not want to box up clutter again, I thought I had to go through things one piece at a time, but I was wrong. Therefore, I am going to fill the boxes and label them; then, I can go through them one at a time. I need to do this for me. It doesn't mean I have to keep what is in the boxes.
The reason I didn't do this before is that I didn't want to fill more boxes. I am not worried I will let these boxes sit, because I'm determined to get rid of the clutter for good. Besides, this cluttered room has given everyone permission to pile it up more, right on the dining room table, because it is the first thing seen when walking into the house. And that is the problem! The clutter has acted like a magnet to more clutter. I should know; after all, I am a chief offender. Did I mention the dining room is central to almost every part of the house? So all I have to do is get distracted, and whatever I put down goes in that area. If the clutter is gone, maybe everyone will think about it, including me.
Experiment number umpteenth thousand is about to go in action: Box up everything on the dining room table, except the duster. I will keep you updated. I am smiling as I think about the very clean dining room I will have in an hour, and how good I'm going to feel.