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Making Room For The Future

Every morning for the last few days I’ve received a morning video from none other than Mary Morrissey. I’d like to think they are especially made for me, but the truth is they are for anyone who is signed up for her training courses, which I happen to be. Very excited about this.

In yesterday morning’s video, Mary talked about making space. Someone once gave her advice about getting “unstuck” and the gist of it was to move three items in her office. Put them “away” or take them out entirely. Sometimes, in order to get things moving in our lives we need to, well, get things moving. Literally.

As soon as I watched the 3 minute video (you too can sign up for a week of them without joining the program), I knew. I knew exactly what needed to be cleaned out, what needed to move, where I was “stuck”. And it was going to take a lot longer than a few minutes.

In my bedroom, which I keep fairly tidy, on my side of the bed, I have accumulated, nay, amassed, an enormous amount of books. And some electronics. And an unreasonable amount of empty notebooks, mostly unlined. And receipts and hair ties as well as some over the counter pharmaceuticals. When I write it all out it sounds like it may have been messier than I was willing to admit to myself.

I knew exactly what needed to be cleaned out and I knew why. My corner of the bedroom wasn’t cluttering up my mind, my mind had cluttered up my bedroom. And going in reverse order, I began to unclutter that which had gotten away from me.

Unless you are an unusually tidy person, and if you are I salute you, but unless you are that person, your surroundings can sometimes get away from you. Mail and notes and the many, many “things” that you might need at any given moment are kept “at hand” and this can easily get away from us.

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I even added things I want represented in my future.

So this morning I dug in. I moved books and put things away and had more than a decent stack for Goodwill as well as a hefty recycling pile and a garbage sack of respectable size to boot.

It is not a simple thing to stay balanced in this world. In fact, I submit to you that it’s not a matter of staying balanced, but a matter of rebalancing on a regular basis. And that’s what these small shifts do.

My expectation is that there are good things on the horizon for me. And I know without a doubt that those things are going to take up some room, in my head, and perhaps in my room. So I’ve moved things around, cleared some things out and I’m ready. I’m ready for more goodness, more happiness and a space that is clean and tidy to receive me.

Regarding Gratitude & Clean Dishes

This morning as I head off to my Friday painting workshop, I leave you with a simple thought.

Last night as Mr Dreamboat and I were cleaning up the kitchen after dinner, he needed to excuse Imagehimself but didn’t want to leave me to finish alone. Somehow the children always find super important activities that MUST BE ATTENDED TO as soon as we’re done eating. While I told Mr D to go and I’d be done in a few minutes, he couldn’t bring himself to leave. He stayed with me until it was clean and we walked out of a clean kitchen together.

It occurred to me I take him for granted. How can it be otherwise? For 26+ years he has been at my side being wonderful, and so this is what I’ve come to expect. I’d be an idiot if it surprised me every time.

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And we will call him our grandson, and he can do no wrong!

That, however, doesn’t mean I shouldn’t remind myself how fortunate I am. Not just about Mr D, but about this life I live and my healthy children and my loving extended family and for green grass and for shoes to wear and I could go on and on and you know I’m capable of it, but I think you get the idea.

I suppose I’m a bit of a broken record, because NOT taking things for granted is simply another way of saying be grateful. And we all know gratitude is the key to happiness.

Let’s all do more of that.

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.
Melody Beattie

Never Sip From A Teacup When You Can Drink From The River

Yesterday and again today, I find myself with a fairly loose schedule. Mr Dreamboat and ImageMax are in Las Vegas at CEO Space and Chase has an obligation to do quite a lot of homework. Lovely Lucy has insured that my home is spit spot clean and so I find myself with some time with which to do as I please.

I don’t know what to do with it.

I think we get so wrapped up in our ‘need to’s and our ‘have to’s that we forget about our ‘want to’s and when there finally comes a time to do them, we’re left wondering what they were.

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Perhaps it looks like this.

What if we put our “musts” aside sometimes and really focused on our “wants”? And further, what if our “wants” are the things that really “need” to be done? What if they’re the things that will truly “bring the sexy back”?

Please don’t worry about me. I will find a way to dive into this day and consume it with all the pleasure of a Ben & Jerry’s ice cream cone on a hot summer’s day. That might look like cleaning out my closet, or it might be an entire day spent in my studio. Perhaps a combination of the two.  It all depends on what I choose.

If it were up to me, your day would spread out before you like a delicious picnic and you Imagewould do all the things that light your fire. I hope you find that elusive extra time, and when you do, I hope you know just what to do with it. 

Merry Thursday.

What Does Your Closet Say To You?

Sometimes I worry that I appear totally neurotic when I’m posting on my blog. I pretty much lay out all of my idiosyncrasies here, and I’m afraid that’s the only picture you will see of me. The truth is that while I am a total weirdo, if all I write about is being normal, well… that’s just not interesting.

So here I go again, admitting the weirdo truth. But there is more to me than just that. Please take note. Okay, I feel better. Let’s get to it.

The other day I was cleaning out my closet. It’s a decent sized walk-in with a top shelf on both sides and under those, two long bars for hanging. There’s also shelving at the far end. I have filled it to brimming and it’s sort of obnoxious.

Beyond the fact that it’s started to bother me, I also imagine Lucy, the wonder cleaner, sees how awful it is becoming when she vacuums. While I know Lucy to be very nonjudgmental, I bet it bugs her. Lucy is uber organized. This is why we love her.
This is not my actual closet.
So I set out to work on my closet in the way that I do all projects that must be done, but are overwhelming, I implemented the “Ten Thing” rule. As per usual, ten things blossomed into 20 and then to 30 and I think I must have hit 40 before I was done. It’s still overflowing, but it’s getting better.

What struck me hard in the face as I was doing this clearing out was that there are clothes that I’ve held on to that no longer fit. I know most of us are guilty of this indulgence, going one way or the other: What if I gain weight and need those again? As well as: I know I will fit into those jeans again, I love them and I’m GOING to lose this weight.

My issue fell flatly into the second category with one difference. I hated the jeans. Several pair, actually.

Really? REALLY?! I was holding on to clothes that not only DON’T fit, but I hate them too? This, my friends, is not healthy.

So of course I went to Mr. Dreamboat to admit this… this illness. He always gives me great perspective as well as teases me and it makes it feel less ridiculous. I mean, at least I recognized that I do it, right?

Of course he was kind about it. He then thought a moment, as this man has even more clothes than I do, and he said, “I’d take some clothes to Goodwill, but I’m sure I’d just end up buying them back because I like everything I have.”

Yes! I say, Yes! to that answer. There’s really nothing wrong with hanging on to something you love that you might use again, but why hang on to something you never really liked? Something that never really made you feel attractive or pretty?

So I started looking through my closet with a different eye. What pleases me? What makes me feel pretty? What fits me well and makes me happy?

I haven’t gone all the way through my closet. My New Year’s resolution to shed weight is going well and there are still things that I like that I plan on wearing in the near future. I am sure there are at least 30 more things to get rid of though. At. Least. Perhaps when I get home from my travels I will get to it. It feels good to get rid of things that don’t ‘feel good’ to me.

And perhaps when I’m done with that, I’ll evaluate the rest of my world. I’ll stop holding on to the things that don’t make me happy, the things that don’t quite fit me anymore. And maybe there will be things that don’t fit me right now, but I want them to fit again. So many projects!

I hope your life is fitting you well. If not, clean your closet. I have this theory, that when we clear away the clutter of our lives, we’re not really downsizing so much as we’re making room for the things that are really important to us.