FREE TO LIVE

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!

2015-10-19

SHORT NOTICE

I had 2 dressers I wanted to get rid of. They were in use, but I was dying to have them out of the house. They looked like the ones Jack and Jill got. Today I got a call. Somebody actually wanted them. Within 3 hours they were out of the house. Unfortunately the stuff that was in them is now in boxes and baskets. And I don't have a replacement for them yet. 3 hours is rather short notice to happily rearrange things in 2 rooms. At least for me. I can already see the spiral to desaster.

Ok. Breath in, breath out. Maybe this is the push I need to finally reorganize those 2 corners that have been a mess the whole time anyway. This just has to work out, I really don't need more chaos.

FREE TO LIVE

2015-10-19

SHORT NOTICE

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