Clutterholics

I did a little de-cluttering this morning. Supposedly, it would help me get on the right track. After an hour or so sorting my stuff ranging from letters and cards dating back to 1993 from classmates back in third grade, palanca letters from fifth grade til 4th year high school, Savage Garden stuff, all the nametags I used during past retreats, things that I don't really have use of but are keeping just in case, etc. etc. Let's say that I still held on to much of the things I was supposed to throw away (according to the book I'm reading) but it was still successful since I was able to throw away my assignment notebooks. I am such a sentimental person and little by little would do the trick for me. Getting rid of everything all at once will be too much to handle.

Clutter. I still have a lot of those. Our whole house is filled with clutter. What can we do it's in our genes: we're clutterholics! My mom passed it on to us. A room in our house is used as a store room to store all her fabrics and merchandise (she used to have a fabric and an RTW store), a bagful of stockings, lots of buttons, etc. And she has another stock room somewhere out there filled with stuff that might be older than I am.

I hope I get the motivation to continue with de-cluttering my space, our space so we could live harmoniously. Not that we aren't living harmoniously in this house but the clutter's just so overwhelming. I wish the day would come when our house would look like those you see in the pages of a magazine.