I am on a bit of a quest. A friend of mine recently got news that she was moving cross-country to Florida. She took a fresh eye to her home and its' possessions, and began donating / selling all the things that she didn't need or love. The transfer fell through, but she admits that she is so thankful that it gave her the push she needed to create a home that is unencumbered by "things." I have visited her home since, and it has a peace and comfort unknown before, simply because all the "stuff" that made it somewhat chaotic is gone.
I have been feeling a real need to get out from under all our stuff as well. The kids, now teens, desparately want to turn part of hte basement into a game room/lounge where they can entertain friends and comfortably have sleep overs. I would love this, as we no longer have a comfortable place for guests to stay. But until I can let go of a LOT of accumulated goods, there is just no room.
I did a little self-analysis, and realized that I have three major issues that I have to overcome. The first problem is that I suffer from crafting ADHD. I pursue a new craft, say knitting, and focus intently on developing it. As soon as I develop the smallest bit of competentcy, I go wild. I don't just buy some fun yarns for one or two projects. I buy enough yarn for two dozen projects, many far beyond my ability level. I somehow convince myself that I need every size needles, totes, and patterns. Then , after a few years and only a quarter of the planned projects completed, my interest fizzles out.
Meanwhile, the boxes and bins of accumulated craft stuff from previous craft infatuations---scrapbooking, stamping, cross-stitch, crocheting, jewelry making, decorative painting, and sewing---sit taking up space. It is time for me to give myself my own craft Ritalin...a reality check. Which of these craft flings truly satisfies me? Which am I merely keeping the makings out of guilt for having overspent?
I have determined that I truly love sewing, although more for crafts and gifts than to make clothing for myself. It relaxes me, and I get great satisfaction from it. Plus, I have this fabulous machine that I haven't even begun to explore (with an embroidery feature.) So, the sewing stuff stays.
Crochet also is a fun occasional diversion, and my hooks take up little space.
But knitting, scrapbooking and all the others just aren't doing it for me anymore. Yet I have so much stuff that I have avoided dealing with the pleasure factor. Scrapbooking especially holds this added guilt, because I was completely into it, creating wonderful books through ten years of memories. Now, I sit with the last 5-6 years of photos, waiting to be placed into lovely layouts.
Sunday night, I decided to attack the yarn. One of my students is an avid knitter, who spends hours knitting caps and scarves for patients in a mission clinic that her mother (a doctor) volunteers at each summer. I gathered up two huge bags full of unwanted yarn. I am so happy to know that by giving it to Meg, it not only brings her joy, but joy to many others as well. I kept one set of each size needles, but got rid of all the extras I had accumulated. I went through pattern books, and kept only those that had projects I loved in them, and donated the rest as well. Then, I gave myself permission to toss UFOs that just weren't working for me. AAAhhhh!
I plan to do that same with the scrapbooking material, and will then just put the photos into old fashioned albums. Maybe one day when the kids are grown, I might decide to scrapbook those years. If that day comes, I can just buy the materials then. No need to clutter up my world! I will follow suit with all the other goodies, until everything crafty will fit INSIDE the craft cabinet, without extra bins and totes all over the place.
The second problem is that I am terribly frugal, so I have tended to accumulate a great deal of gently used items, "just in case." It is really difficult for me to just get rid of our gently used coffee maker just because we won a nicer model in a drawing. But years of this "just in case" mentality has lead to overflowing cabinets and shelving units.
This can be easily remedied. Yesterday, I loaded up the truck and took an overflowing load to the local Battered Women and Children's shelter. Gently used housewares and linens are sorted and given to families starting over , for their new apartments and new lives. Double aaaahhh!
The third issue is that I am unreasonable passionate about collecting certain things. My book collecting has just gotten out of control. I have thousands, literally. While some are beloved favorites, many more I hold on to just because I love to collect books. Yet in a small Cape Cod within fifteen miles of FOUR amazing libraries, I need to address this addiction.
Two weeks ago, I went through one book case and gathered up 150 books that I took to donation. This week, I took another 100. I packed up another 50 of the children's favorites, to store in the attic for their children.
I also donated tons of magazine pertaining to crafting, and gathered up another box of Kids' Discover , Ranger Rick and Birds 7 Blooms for a friend with littles who love to make lapbooks.
I also began boxing up unwanted items for June's curriculum sale, and have another two crates to sell on ebay in lots. All totalled, I have just sorted out 500 or more. And I am not halfway through....triple aaahh!
Now, when I walk in the basement, I am realizing that I am very close to reorganizing the space to creating the kid's gameroom. More than that, I am feeling utterly unencumbered by all these accumulated goods. I have a feeling that the rest of the house will be getting a thorough thinning out this spring, because this feels GREAT!