Key to Successful Decluttering: Surrender
At the end of last year (was that really only 6 weeks ago?) I had some physical problems that I had been ignoring. Yes, ignoring. Don’t lecture me. I know.
You know where this is going don’t you?
The more I ignored, the worse things got until January 1st arrived and all I could think of was making an appointment with my doctor to maybe get some help.
So, there’s good news and bad news: My bloodwork and “numbers” are all where they should be, but there is something that will require a minor surgery in order to clear it up. Something I never would have known if the pain hadn’t gotten so bad that I finally surrendered and gave it the attention it deserved.
I’ll just have to endure some temporary discomfort in order to get to where I want to be.
My recent health concerns have become a metaphor for my life lately.
I’ve ignored the growing piles of papers and books on every flat surface in the house. I have open shelves in my kitchen and they became a catch-all for every bowl and pan and small appliance I’ve ever owned. I couldn’t see the top of my desk. In our bedroom, I had to wade through piles of towels that were clean and folded, but I had been too lazy to walk the 12 feet to the over-flowing linen closet. On our coffee table sat every video we’ve watched in the last month.
The pain and discomfort of living this chaotic lifestyle made me stop dead in my tracks. Who am I? How did I get to this point? Again I found myself raising the white flag of surrender. I give up!
And so the past month I have made it a point (between doctor visits) to remove the visible clutter from my home and life. The tops of desks and tables and kitchen cabinets. Not that I was ignoring the jumbled drawers and cupboards. But I needed a few victories before I could tackle the bigger, deeper stuff.
I would walk around the park in the morning and come home with a fresh attitude and clean off a shelf in the afternoon. I didn’t have the physical or mental energy to do much more.
And then a funny thing happened.
I started to lighten up. My mood improved. My body started dropping pounds. I started sleeping better. As I gave my body fresh air and sunshine, I also made breathing room in my home.
I’m not at 100%. I am still facing surgery. My house is not at 100% either. But we’re moving in the right direction.
There are still closets that need decluttering. But I’m starting from a better place. And because I completely missed January 1st, I’m stating my intention today, February 1st.
I’m committed to making lots of space for many wonderful things in 2011.
I know it’s a little late, but that’s my new mantra: Tarde pero seguro.