After one week into this pandemic that started nearly what felt like two hundred two years ago, I started decluttering our house to keep me busy. I did so slowly just to keep myself occupied, leaving other areas for the next days. I thought the pandemic will end in a few weeks and it would be nice to have a clean, spacious house when it happened. It was a bit of a challenge to get rid of the stuff in a manner that I can still remember where everything is. All is good, though, with a dozen 80L megaboxes and their contents catalogued in my phone’s Notes app.
I’ve thrown out a ton of old craps from the old house we thought we still had use of, including old clothes and memorabilia that we never used in the first place. Most went to donation. However, lockdowns after lockdowns made us order more stuff online to replace what we threw away. Oh crap!
With covid still raging wilder than ever, clutter caught up to us faster than we got rid of them. It’s back to mess and I am back to decluttering. Good thing, though -the reading glasses I lost the first time I did this re-appeared. It was sitting in a corner behind a box behind another, which I am sure I’ve already searched in many times. Someone’s playing tricks on me!
With my glasses on, I see clearly now having gained a new insight into all this:
Decluttering is a full-time job and it’s not easy. A never-ending game of hide and seek. It gives Work-from-Home a new perspective. I guess we all need to do it at some point in our lives. It’s just more fun and easier when you don’t have a business to run, a family to feed and a pesky 62-year old lower back. Oh, crap again!
But hey, still, I say cheers!
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