|The stuff I have accumulated for working on my photo scrapbooks. |
It has taken over my kitchen table!
I like stuff. I have stuff. My stuff is my nesting material for making my living space my home. From the pictures on the walls to the dishes in the cupboards to the laundry equipment to my filled bookshelves to all the useful bits and pieces of everyday life, I like having stuff.
However. . . stuff multiplies.
And when stuff multiplies too much it becomes a problem.
I live in a smallish apartment. When I moved here I downsized. I got rid of a lot of stuff. But more stuff has accumulated.
This was brought home to me rather sharply by a kind deed my good son-in-law did for me. You know that our government has (foolishly, I believe) gone into the business of supervising even what kind of light bulbs we can use. Out with the old bulbs that give a warm, pleasant light! Well, Chad supplied me with about ten years' worth of the bulbs that can no longer be sold. This is great! The problem is--my very limited storage space is already filled with STUFF.
So now I must really do what I've been thinking about. I must pretend I am moving to a very small space and cull out everything that is rarely used, that I have more of than I really need, or that I'm just keeping in hope of someday finding a use for it. But I will keep the things that are really important to me and that are being used.
When this process is done, I will love having a little more space and a little less stuff!