I have taken a few weeks lately to chatter about other stuff. Let me stop and say thanks for all the comments regarding the music; interestingly I came across this little article about the Beach Boys this afternoon….seems to flow with my ideas a bit.
And for our anniversary good wishes, we thank you too!!! We took a mini vacation to Myrtle Beach for our anniversary, and that was, overall, a lot of fun!
But, now, back to the flinging. I am spending too much time, I think, worrying about the minutiae of this as an exercise, and missing the big picture. (This isn’t atypical for me—when I used to draw, I could get lost in the iris of an eye, and forget all about finding the shape of the face.) Being detail-oriented instead of looking at the overall scheme can be a failing sometimes! I have no problem planning, plotting and executing redecorating a space, but keeping the floor swept??
So, while I have been flinging, and divesting myself of things, I am still bringing things in. And I am not capable of getting rid of as much as is needed to really SEE a difference. (At least to me.) After all, I still have clutter. I still have things that aren’t ‘necessary.’ And so, I stop —finding the will to continue fade, seeing this as a never-ending battle between wants and needs. Basic economics 101, of the emotional sort, I suppose.
I am not looking for a minimalist lifestyle. I can admire that goal for others, but I do like my ‘things’. And I ‘do’ too many types of art/crafts, have too many ‘interests’ if you would, that take from me the desire to spend non-work time cleaning, and divesting. I’d rather any day sit here and fiddle with Photoshop than organize a shelf!
As I said, I like my things. And that includes my clothes, even if they are mostly from Goodwill. I guess the best thing is to stay out of there, too!! Truly, I end up wearing (when not at work) the same old same old. But I like to have my pretties, and after bringing down my summer clothes, find my hanger situation back where it was pre-fling!! This time is harder, because I LIKE everything left, and it FITS, it all seems to match/blend and is in good repair. The problem? I saw those empty hangers and found it acceptable to wander through Goodwill. I came up with a few cute outfits, great colors, and they cost under $15. And no hangers to hang them on. Sigh.
Add to that the fact we had a “mega-blow out, I had no choice but to buy” paintbrush and acrylic paint extravaganza at work last week. I now have to figure out WHERE to store this bonanza, and more to the point, I need to finish this flinging and STICK with the tenets of some level of simplicity if I am ever to USE all my wonderful new toys….
So, into the studio I go. Holler for me on occasion, will you? Make sure I haven’t been buried alive under all my wonderful THINGS???
I foresee a great divesting, and a great pain. (Or simply a great failure to do anything.) It is impossible that I will ever ‘use’ all that I have here, and it is impossible that I will be able to avoid adding to it—there are too many wonderful colors and patterns and ideas in the world. Maybe I need to sell some things? Etsy, here I come? With cute little packages and piles of pre-organized color and fun?? Can I do it?
….complete with abandoned quilt challenge…..BIG SIGH…..
Wish me luck, offer me encouragement and tales of success, will ya???
~~~The room is 10×10, it won’t get bigger. I won’t spread out into the house (hey, you need SOME limits, right?) I quilt, I ‘ahem’ scrapbook, I do some jewelry, some assemblage/mixed media paper art, and I am a photographer. It’s all in here. (As is cat #1 who has taken up refuge from cats 2 and 3 under the cutting table, and currently, a litter box to …well, you know….keep the rest of the house….well, how else to say it? P-free.)~~~