Help! I’m drowning…
I have no empty drawers in my house. No empty shelves. No empty closets.
I have too many things. Am I materialistic? As a typical American, the answer is probably yes.
The myriad knickknacks, magazines, and (dare I say it?) even books are suffocating me.
Batteries, business cards, binoculars…
Clothes, candles, cords…so many electrical cords…
Half-dead plants, pencils, papers. An astounding number of papers.
I try to ignore the stacks of stuff when I walk into my den. And my bedroom. And my kitchen. But they dance mockingly in my peripheral vision. The clutter taunts me.
I can ignore a messy room. Until I can’t. Some people have a tipping point. I skip straight to the exploding point. I MUST get rid of some clutter NOW.
Don’t Mess with Creativity
They say that messy people are more creative. That working in a messy environment encourages new ideas. But can it be too messy? Can you have too much of a good bad thing? You know, the Law of Diminishing Returns and all that.
I can’t create while seeing the clutter and knowing that I should be doing something about it — instead of writing.
So, to help my writing — and to help the people I live with and whom I love so much — I will aspire to own fewer things. My new motto? Possess Less.
I will accomplish my goal one junk drawer at a time.
Little steps.
Little steps.
It’s hard to take little steps while you’re exploding.
Stay creative! Fight that explosion. You know you want to. And the clutter isn’t going anyway but that idea might disappear if you don’t embrace it… so declutter tomorrow and capture that easily lost idea…
That’s precisely what I did. I’m still staring at stacks of papers next to my chair and on my ottoman. BUT I wrote a few hundred words on a story, so that’s something. Thanks for the encouragement/excuse to keep writing.