They say the only time you fail is when you stop trying. Along that vein, I have joined a FB group entitled "40 bags in 40 days" (I'm just now realizing the 40 days means Lent). The goal is to declutter a bag a day for 40 days. I actually started Monday by grabbing a few things out of our closet.
Today's effort is the bag (nevermind the dog). It is recycling, a collection of toys and paper goods that have been floating around.
I have a bit of an obsession with decluttering. I have been trying for years as well to fight the excess in our lives. Even though times have been tough for a long stretch, I am amazed by how much crap our house contains.
It's such a first-world problem to be obsessed with decluttering. I get that. My MOPS group is doing a book day and I decided to read Jen Hatmaker's book 7: A Mutiny on Excess. I've not read it yet (I opted to read The Book Thief and Bones of the Lost first), but it reflects where my heart is.
To illustrate, I've had the idea for a book for about half a year. I want to do a book about my weight-loss journey. I have it in my head that I can't write the book until I have a laptop. Really?!?! This is my criteria for using my talents, that I need more "stuff" to be able to do it well? Ridiculous.
I need to sit my butt at the PC and get down to it. The point is that even in the struggle, I want more. It twists my stomach. I don't like materialism or consumerism, but I swim in the stream along with everyone else.
Between this and cutting back on my sugar intake, I'm gonna be one skinny, organized bitch come summertime.
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