In nine days,
I will be moving,
I am packing,
and on,
Friday and Saturday,
I have help, people driving,
me, lifting,
boxes of kitchen stuff,
clothes, wall hangings and stuff ,
over to the new place.
I still want to cull,
it still feels like,
I am going to clutter up,
my new place.
I don’t want to do that,
I want to unclutter my life.
I don’t want to win awards,
for minimalism,
and I appreciate,
lots of books,
and a lived in,
non antiseptic space.
But, I am sick,
of never,
having a clear work surface,
I am sick of vacuuming,
around stuff.
I want to unclutter my life.
I want to breathe,
I want time and space to think.
I have a job, I love,
that I find fulfilling,
it is also intensely,
social, and in the pandemic,
social means,
Zoom and company.
I want to have a haven,
where I can put the phone,
on the charger,
turn the computer off,
sit in a chair and read,
go for a walk,
talk to someone,
a friend, in person,
I want to unclutter,
my environment,
so I can unclutter,
my mind,
so I can unclutter,
my life.
I am so looking forward,
to,
Clutter be gone!
Have a good one,
everyone,
stay safe,
get vaccinated.
Later girls,
BB
Right on. Having problems with clutter. Have full custody of two kids, three cats, on husky cross in a small two bedroom on a second floor. No basement, garage, yard… also no job at the moment which is a source of anguish and concern since I’m 62..
Sorry to be a dope but how do I subscribe to your blog?
That sounds like more clutter potential than I have. With me the difficulty of living in the same building for so long and having to cull all my mom’s things.
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