My completed categories are THREE. My Flinging total this year is 274. (People who have never been in my house may be amazed. Visitors, not so much.)
Moving into the kitchen for a bit, today I will fling spices.
Unless you are a gourmet cook, are there even 27 spices you should own? Have they expired? Is there less than a 1/4 inch left in the bottom of the container?
Tomorrow is my day off, but instead of continuing the Fling, I will be removing Christmas. I never take Christmas down before the Epiphany, and then after, well, it lingers. I like all the sparkle.
When I pack this year, I will be looking to assure myself that I am not packing anything better sent to Goodwill, or anything broken.
I am also going to do this. All those Christmas crafts (half finished, or purchased post-Christmas for next year) are going to stay in the studio, so that over the year, as I find inspiration lacking, I can work on some of these crafts.
Then, my good intentions to give hand crafted items next year will not get swallowed in the abyss of the pressure of Christmas once again.
Or, “My aunt So and So (God rest her soul) gave this to me at my first wedding…”
Or, “This color may come back into style, this lipstick matched that sweater so perfectly…” (Did you already Fling the sweater??)
Or, “Of course I will host a sit down dinner for 28. One Day. And I will NEED this. How can I possibly get rid of this?”
Flinging, de-cluttering, purging, downsizing. Call it what you like, but what it is mostly about is learning to accept the life you ARE living, as opposed to the one you dream to live.
(Which is not not the same as a life you strive toward.)
Loving something is different than simply acquiring it because you believe you SHOULD have it….
If it means something to you, you keep it. It makes you happy. Happiness IS it’s meaning. But understand happy, too. If it doesn’t make you happy, you need to let it go.
How is your Fling count?? As I expected, working the past four days, I only put in a minimal time. But my number is up to 155 for the year.
(Remember, when flinging, that the purple lid that doesn’t fit anything gets flung into the trash, and counts toward your 27! You are de-cluttering, not sacrificing things that you use, and need and like. You are flinging the detritus of your life, the things that make your world chaotic.)
If anyone is playing along and wants to share their experience, by all means, join in!!!
Remembering my word for the year, I am trying to not obsess over the Flinging to the exclusion of all else. That is how burn out will happen. So…
On the quilting front, I have restarted a quilt that sat as a U(n)F(inished)O(bject) for years and years, because I just couldn’t find the inspiration to do anything to it.
And after I had an epiphany, here is how it is going…half done, but well on it’s way to being something I love! (That’s Rory, my Quilt Safety Inspector, checking to see if this quilt may be slippery on a hardwood floor.)
I have one other UFO that I am hand quilting while watching TV. I want to start only ONE quilt in the meantime!