SIMPLICITY. IT'S NOT SIMPLY A WORD SO MUCH AS IT IS A ACTUAL WAY OF LIVING. A LIFESTYLE THAT SATISFIES ONESELF?
IT IS A LIFE CHANGING MOVEMENT TO MORPH FROM HAVING CLUTTER TO HAVING VERY LITTLE TO CLEAN. I am going to take three steps backwards and re-enter a zone that I once knew and did not fully appreciate at the time.
NOW I AM CHOoSING to simplify. Loving order, I'm admiring it's ambiance. We are downsizing for a multitude of reasons. After turning loose of much, knowing how to create out of little is a true talent. Developing this skill is something I will have to practice until I get it perfected if at all possible.
AS I PACK our belongings, it is taking me some time to handle each item. Noticing that those knick knacks on the top shelves of the floor to ceiling bookshelves are in need of a good dusting, I know I have a MY BAD domestic failure staring me in the face of being less than successful housekeeper. The world is still turning, but I don't like Mother Nature's dust in my HOME.
I have health issues so I move slower than I use to. My back aches. I get weary sooner. My mind wonders. I fall asleep. I want to do other things besides pack boxes. The excitement isn't there. Yada yada yada. Excuses are not hard to come by when you're in my shoes. Oh, I forgot...I'm barefooted.
SLOWLY I am making progress packing items from the Living room. The tall shelves are cleared and dusted. All that STUFF is boxed up.
The closet is full of boxed pictures that can be gone through at a later date while going down MEMORY LANE once again.
Between the COTTAGE surplus and our main house, I have shredded close to a year now, thousands of old papers, checks, receipts. It has been a laborious job. IT. IS. FINISHED. Finished. Praise the LORD and I don't ever want to be placed in this position again where the paper is taking over my peace of mind.
I have thinned out our clothing closet and will do another round soon. Our every day dishes will be boxed soon. Fancy dishes as well. Crystal. Books have been thinned out and I know I will turn loose of more once we're in the COTTAGE.
OLD magazines pitched. I guess I should have kept them so I could tear pages out crumbling them up to help with stuffing the moving boxes so items inside stay in place better. Dolls have been thinned out. Knicks knacks the same, but I will clearly do some more thinning out come SPRING. Christmas decor is being thinned out as we speak. GOSH, who'd have thought I had an addiction for CHRISTMAS DECOR? Well, I admit, I DO. I still wonder how this got so out of hand. Perhaps, I was gasping at straws to bring a childhood memory to surface for some kind of comfort zone to appease me during the HOLIDAYS. Gotta turn loose and what I do have left needs to be stored neatly and orderly. I believe I am getting there very slowly.
So how do I live simply? Is there a learning curve? Can someone like me return to a simpler way of living? Will I have to exercise my creative muscle that resides in my brain to be more productive on less so I cannot make up excuses for being dormant where I should be living in abundance with LESS? Just how creative should I be?
Getting back to basics sounds rather nice. Can I do it? As I handle all this stuff, I'd rather not. Lazy am I? Over tired or over ran with things that just don't matter like they use to?
Living simply or simply living? You tell me, which is the better way to live? Which is the more excellent way?
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