I want to declutter, but it’s so overwhelming. I pull everything out of a closet, and just as I begin to rearrange, someone needs me. Fast forward three months, and I’m still tripping over the innards of my closet.
Big projects are clearly not going to happen in the near future.
So I have new plan. I will get rid of 365 things this year. One for each day. But I don’t have to do it every day. Say I clean out my closet, and get rid of 15 things—I can be done for two weeks! If I fall behind, I can pull a bag of stuff together.
I’m contemplating the caveat that if I buy something for myself, I need to get rid of one thing as well, which would be in addition to the 365 things. This may be too complicated for my tired brain, so I’m still mulling it over.
I’m going to keep track of my things here. I know. Yawning can commence…NOW.
365 Things
1. A big blue ceramic bowl that matches nothing we own.
2. A shall-remain-nameless children’s book that causes nothing but trouble every time we read it
3–5. Three books I have read which were mediocre at best.
6–14. Nine kitchen utensils I hate that make our containers overcrowded and unusable.
15. One bag of chewy pencil tips I ordered when Neko wouldn’t stop chewing on everything (but promptly lost).