So, I have mentioned my obsession for decluttering…

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I am not sure if I have truly gone into detail about how much pleasure I derive from clearing things out. I have mentioned it, but probably not the why behind it. I constantly have a grocery bag hanging on … Continue reading

So, I am so organized now…

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

Why does a place with hissing and whirring sounds calm me and keep me more focused than I am at home?

So, Starbucks is one of those magical places that keeps us wanting more and more and more and more.:) Or, at least me and millions of other people. I had lunch at a neighborhood supermarket with my daughter and then we walked around in the snow a bit more and then we hopped into the car and drove to Starbucks. We were at home and I could have sat on my bed to make a call to the insurance company. But instead, I drove a mile and a half to our favorite Starbucks (there are 10 in a 10 mile radius) to do what I could have done more comfortably at home.

Then I spent over 3 dollars on my drink. And then I spent almost 4 dollars on a breakfast sandwich for my daughter and I to share. Then she read a book and I checked some emails. All things I could have done at home. But something about the dark wood, and the nice and subtle lighting, and the pleasing tunes wafting ever so softly in the background mesmerizes me. It is like an addiction of sorts.

People could say it is the caffeine, or the taste of the coffee, or the trendiness of it all. But I think it is the whole package. I could drink caffeine/coffee at home. It is not hard to make a bacon, egg and gouda sandwich at home. I actually drink faux coffee. So, I think it is a type of voodoo they have over the masses.

The same kind of voodoo that Disney puts on people when visiting their parks. That is why we are going back again this year. Despite the cost, the travel aggravation, the lines, there is no place like Disney. We do believe it is the happiest place on earth, except for of course our little abode. Even the people that go to Disney are less annoying than they are at other places. Or, is it part of the trance Disney puts me under?:)

Funnily enough, as much as I love those places, I love being at home too. The familiarity of surroundings,my cat, the material items and mementos that take me back to certain experiences that mean something to me. I guess now that I think about it, Sbux and Disney have captured the magic of the home away from home experience but in a grand way. But when it comes down to it,home, Disney and Starbucks hold something in common: Beauty,comfort, memories, happiness, and sharing precious time with people that we love. Those things are more important than the aesthetics or psychology in the advertisements. A price can’t be put on experiences and memories…

Simply~

Dee