I'm probably the only mom that's not sick of hearing Let It Go. I have boys though so watching Frozen is punctuated by episodes of Star Wars. I ain't even bovvered. I love Star Wars and Disney movies so it's all good.
Anyway, it's been a long couple weeks for me. Long and crazy, without any opportunity to write. I had my plan for how the month was going to go and then Hubby's work schedule got crazy. He's been getting home well after the kids have gone to bed and I feel like I've barely seen him. All the housework has been happening after the boys are asleep which means I haven't had much time for writing.
I have managed to set aside a rather large bag and a few small boxes full of stuff. I'm always surprised by how hard it is to get rid of things! Why is it so hard to let go when we know we don't love it or need it?
I have kept so many little knick-knacks on the off chance that I might want to use them someday. I knew they weren't my style but I kept them. Why? My reason was money. When Hubby and I got married, I was trying to use what I had without spending a lot.
There's a problem with this way of thinking though.
I have a whole house full of stuff. I have an entire room filled with extra decorating stuff that I am not using. That I haven't used in years. That I don't love. That I have no idea how to make work in my house but, by golly, someday I might and I'm gonna keep it for 20 years until that happens.
I'm letting it go.
I am taking back my space.
What would happen in our homes, in our lives, if we all let it go? If we all determined to take back our space? Made our homes serve us and our needs instead of letting our stuff dictate where our guests sleep, where our kids play, and our own state of mind? Because, really, who doesn't feel more anxious when you see those boxes stacked up in the basement and you can't find that one thing you're looking for? Or close the door yet again to that one room as you walk by?
I have plenty of stuff and I don't need more than what I love.