I am so organized and so together on only the 7th day of January that I am even impressed with myself.  There is more closet space. More shelf space. More cabinet space. More drawer space. I am re-gifting, donating, passing things on to friends. My place still looks the same, but all of the places that no one could see by walking around, are just as tidy or almost as the open places in my home.

But (there is always a but), the big, gigantic, enormous albatross around my neck though is the photos and tickets and playbills and greeting cards. I don’t even know how to get rid of or say goodbye to a lot of it. I have given a hundred books away in the last few months. Clothes. Household items. But these little papers are taking up so much physical and mental space and the only issue!!! If I had extra cash flow, I would pay someone to put these things into scrapbooks or weed out the unnecessary.

Well, the if denotes I will be doing this gargantuan chore myself. So, starting this Saturday, I will tackle the giant plastic container of virtually every card from every important person in my daughter’s life and decide what makes sense to keep. I also have a butt load of cards that people have given me in years past, so I have to dive into that as well. But to ease my way into the mess, I am going to do my desk tomorrow.

Am I the only one that has a place for most everything, but for those uncategorized items, the desk is the go-to place? I hope I am not alone in the crazy collection of ticket stubs of every movie I have been to with my kid. Then there are gift cards with probably .52 left on each one of them. Programs from mediocre plays we attended are shoved in there. Random office supplies that I never use. Beat up pens from various banks and businesses I have never been to.

So, I guess this title was kind of a farce. I always have considered myself a planner and organizer. But after thinking about and looking through this paper jungle, I am beginning to retract my statements. So maybe I wasn’t being smothered with material items, but more like memorabilia. I guess that is what I get for being a sentimentalist.:) You should see the many containers of my kids baby clothes and books and toys. I don’t know if I can ever cut down on those items. Maybe one day. Hmmmmm…

simply~

Dee