I am officially upgrading to 7 a day. It took quite a bit longer than I thought. The first time I felt ready for it, it was simply too hard. The last few days I have always been well past 5 items so I think I can do it. Maybe because I went through those terrible baskets. But I think it is due to my being willing and more able to just let go. It is sill hard of course. But I am getting better. More ruthless. Less trying to save every little thing.
Today I even feel like I could get this house taken care of. In one smooth effort. I have never felt like this and I will take advantage of it while it lasts.
7 of the day: 1 book, waffle iron, shower shelf, sweater, glass jars, a pillow, bag of stuff friends forgot at my house
surface of the day: dresser top
Realizing I was a hoarder was both a shock and a relief. A shock, because nobody wants to have a mental disorder. A relief, because my situation finally had a name. I found people who could relate. Knowing the problem helps solving it. I can step aside and look at the situation from a more neutral point of view. Why am I blogging about it? 2 reasons. 1. Putting my thoughts into words helps me think more clearly. 2. If this helps just one, who is like me, see the light it was more than worth it!
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