This morning in our delcutter small group, we got to talking about counter tops. My kitchen counter tops were actually one of the first places in my home that I tackled when I began to live life less cluttered.
I truly believe that if you love to cook or not, the kitchen may be one of the most used rooms in the house. You hear it on those house flipping shows, “The kitchen sells the house.” There’s good reason why the farmhouse Gather signs aren’t hanging in the bedrooms. The kitchen is a great place to start the declutter journey.
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There’s nothing quite as lovely as an organized home. Type A people love it, and if we’re honest, non-type A people love it as well. I don’t know too many people that prefer chaos and mess over tidy and orderly. The difference is that some of us have an easier time of maintaining an organized home than others. I fall somewhere in the middle of super organized and a complete hot mess. I can be either, or some varying degree of either, on any given day. Nonetheless, I prefer a clutter-free home to an organized home. The two are not the same and one does not always equal the other. I mentioned this in my last DIY post. Check it out for some great tips to start decluttering without buying a single thing.
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I laughed when I typed that title. It totally sounds like something hanging out of my nose… …. …. Ok, I’m over it. Of course I’m talking about my clothes hangers. I learned a very important principle early on in my declutter journey. “I shouldn’t consume beyond the confines of my home.” I shouldn’t live beyond my means.
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One thing that drives me a little nuts is the idea that you have to buy organizational tools to declutter. It’s not hard to find pics on the web of perfectly organized pantries with cutesy clear containers of grains and spices, void of manufacturers’ cereal boxes and generic brand pasta cartons. I always wondered where the Pop-Tarts go. Or how about those crazy expensive organizational systems that roll in seemingly free to get that small closet in order on your favorite HGTV show. Yes, those scenarios present beautiful results. I’d love to have cubbies for sorting all-the-things in my house, but I’m a realist and my budget is small. And even more than that, let me scream it to the mountain tops, “You don’t have to buy stuff to start the process of getting rid of stuff!” The thought that you can organize your way out of clutter is flawed. Organize your stuff AFTER you declutter when your home is left with intentional things that you have chosen to use or enjoy.
Continue reading “Practical DIY No. 9: Seven Simple Ways to Declutter Without Buying Almost Anything”
Last night I had a dream that I was stuck in an elevator. I hopped on quickly to ride up one floor. For a split second I entertained taking the stairs, but that was the same second my feet were moving through the doors I allowed to close behind me. I was in the elevator with a few other people. Of course it came to a stop, stuck just before the doors were to open to the next floor.
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I don’t know that I’ve ever been ready to welcome a year more than this year. Can you agree? My 10 day quarantine literally ended on the last day of the year. We’d been in quarantine since December 12, totaling how long it’s taken the virus to run through the whole family. We’re doing well and are very blessed, but 2020 sucked. It’s hard for me to say it because I’m a bright-side, enthusiast, type 7.
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Ok, not anything, but anything that holds liquid that you may want to drain liquid. I am a terrible green thumb, but I have learned that most pots need drainage holes to prevent overwatering and root rot if you plan to keep a plant alive for an extended period of time. I learned this when I attempted a cutesy windowsill herb garden made with mason jars. All of my plants eventually died from root rot because of improper water drainage. So what do you do if you find a pretty pot on clearance (like I did) and see that it has no holes? Bummer.
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This morning I’m sitting in my happy place – a swinging chair, in a sparsely adorned room. The decor is intentional and minimal. It’s a clutter-free room, with two large windows and a door to close off the rest of the world. One of the windows is open and there is a soft breeze through the sound of a light and steady rain. I’m listening to the birds sing and I can only hope they are celebrating the two full feeders of seed that I prepped for them yesterday.
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It’s so hard to think right now. Decisions are being made daily that’s changing the world around us faster than we can mentally prepare. Half of us panicked and the other half of us can’t find food because we didn’t panic. Vacations have been canceled that were planned for over a year, weddings are postponed, faith assemblies can’t gather, and people are depressed because they can’t watch sports.
I heard a story about a man at our local Walmart hoarding ramen and canned soup. Meanwhile, an elderly lady reached for a can and he told her to back off because he wasn’t done. He cleared the shelves and she didn’t get a can of soup. We shouldn’t live in a world where an old lady can’t get a can of soup. We should be sharers.
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Once upon a time I tried extreme couponing.
I took a class, got the binder, got the t-shirt, did the thing. OK, I didn’t really get a t-shirt, but by the way my buggy was stacked with 64 rolls of paper towels I didn’t need the t-shirt to see me coming.
After about 6 months I fizzled out because I learned a few things about myself.
1. I don’t like to be that organized.
2. I don’t like to have a bunch of extra stuff I won’t use.
3. I can have too many cartons of Progresso Broth and Nutrigrain Bars.
4. I hide stuff from myself, probably because of the not-liking-to-be-organized thing.
Couponing works, it just didn’t work for us but I still shop on BOFO.
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