Skip to content

Reducing

    I’m not really sure what kind of blog this is. It’s kind of a gardening, furniture painting, house decorating, homeschooling, whatever-I’m-thinking-about-right-now kind of a blog. If it looks like I lack focus and that my posts are all over the place talking about a whole lot if different things, well, it’s because I sometimes have trouble focusing, the hours in my day are all over the place and I’m interested in a whole lot of different things.

    Right now, I’m interested in getting my house in order.

    I think it’s interesting that whatever is happening in my life is what I notice most in others. You know, like when you’re pregnant, it seems like everyone you see is pregnant. Buying a new car? Seems like most of the cars you see on the road are the make you’re looking to buy. For me lately, it’s been all about stuff, living simply, reducing. Seems like every blog I read is talking about getting rid of more stuff to make room for more living.

    I know it sounds silly, but one of the hardest things I need to conquer as I decide whether to keep or get rid of something is fear. Weird, isn’t it? I mean, here’s a shirt that I don’t really like, and that doesn’t fit me very well, but I have a hard time getting rid of it. Why? What if I suddenly need a shirt and have no others and I got rid of this? What if we couldn’t afford to buy clothes and all my other ones wore out? Then I’d regret getting rid of this shirt. I know, it sounds kind of dumb all typed out like that in black and white. It makes me understand why my grandparents, who lived during the Depression, keep every single rubber band and plastic bag they come across. Because you never know.

    Now don’t go thinking that I live my life in some fear filled state, trembling in the corner, afraid to try anything. So not me! But when it comes time to get rid of clothing, it’s a tough one. It was finally realizing this about myself that helps me go through our stuff with a much more critical eye. The first pass was easy. This time I’m being much more ruthless. But when I’m all done, I think I should get to buy a couple of wardrobe staples.