I love the feeling of dejunking. Which is unusual because I am a pack rat. It's the whole my left brain (that is barely functioning) and my right brain are constantly battling. Of course my right brain wins every time. I am not a very organized person to begin with, but this week I have been making some headway in my storage room. Okay let's face it my storage room is one half of my entire basement. Hey now don't scoff at me, I am giving it my all.
When I do make an effort and make some headway in cleaning, throwing out and straightening it feels good. For me this is more than a weekend project. Don't get me wrong I don't belong on that show about hoarders. I can still some daylight and I don't have to make trails in my basement. I just have piles of stuff here and there. So to that end I have been straightening and organizing. It feels great.
I suppose that is why this time of year I also make a mental inventory of what I would like to change in my life. That also is not a weekend project. And like my project in the basement, a little at a time is a good thing. To many drastic changes at once just leaves me overwhelmed and unable to make any headway. In my quest to better myself I just have to remember I can be a tortoise I don't have to be a hare.
Until next time
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