Clutter is like dust. I have trouble preventing its accumulation.
A while back I read Little House on the Prairie, and I was struck by how simple their stuff was. They didn’t have much–only the things that really mattered. I mean, for Christmas one year, the kids each got their own drinking cup. That’s pretty basic.
Now we have tons of cups–cups that pile up in the sink, then have to be washed and put away. And then there’s mail. Too often I file my mail under the “look-at-it-later-and-then-decide-what-to-do-with-it” category. So I have piles of mail everywhere. And recycling is usually overflowing. And then there’s laundry. And hygiene products on the bathroom sink. And more laundry. And all kinds of publications: newspapers, newsletters, fliers, memos, book, catalogs, magazines, magazines, and magazines. They keep coming in a never-ending flood, and I’m drowning!
Don’t get me wrong–I’m grateful for stuff. Having too much stuff can be a better problem than not having enough stuff. But I still struggle constantly to keep clutter accumulation from getting way out of control. It shows at my house, in my car, and in my office.
Kill the clutter!
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