I Broke My Bedroom
“Out of clutter, find simplicity.
From discord, find harmony.
In the middle of difficulty, lies opportunity.”
I had planned on finishing the last section of Who I Am but reality knocked on the door to tell me that laundry needed doing, floors needed mopping, and all that really non-fun stuff called work had to be done. And, unfortunately, I’m not Mary Poppins although I did sing while I worked. I’ll keep trying to snap my fingers though and believing in the magic. Maybe someday.
This evening, after all the work was completed, I decided I’d move my bureau-dresser, chest of drawers, or whatever you call it-into my closet. (It’s a rather large closet and can easily fit two bureaus in it.) But, well, one thing led to another and before I realized what I had done, I broke my bedroom. At first it was just moving the bureau but then I decided to go through the drawers one by one and clean out unnecessary items such as things that were too old and threadbare to be worn again. Once that was finished I thought, “I really should go through some of my dresses, too.” So I did. That’s apparently when some mischievous imp thought it’d be fun to make me then start going through my shoes and the rest of my clothes. About fifteen minutes later I stood up to throw away some old, terribly worn out shoes and I discovered that someone had obviously decided to trash my bedroom and bathroom. There were clothes and paraphernalia everywhere. My rocking/glider chair was moved next to my bed blocking my way to my file cabinet. The matching ottoman had been moved and was sitting nonchalantly in front of the door, which was closed. I’m sure it was waiting for any one of my incredibly polite and considerate boys to burst through the door as if the house were burning down and cause the ottoman to careen straight into the very full trash bag and knock it over causing the contents to spill out onto the carpet. There were piles of clothes to be donated, shoes to be donated, items I’ve finally decided I don’t use and haven’t used in years, and all manner of clutter. I took one look around and grinned. This thought popped into my head: I have to destroy to create. I have to cause chaos in order to create order. Apparently, I’m channeling Eris, goddess of chaos, strife and discord, and Harmonia, goddess of harmony and concord, concurrently. Definitely time to cut back on the chocolate.
As of right now, my bedroom is still broken but I can get to my bed and sleep in it. Tomorrow I have errands I have to run so fixing my bedroom is going to have to wait. I also have to go to Ikea sometime this weekend and pick up some new shelves for my books which means things won’t be completely in order until then. But all of this de-cluttering has been a good thing. I used to hold onto things as I was growing up. Didn’t matter what it was, I kept everything, even if it had little value. As I matured I started to realize how it wasn’t just physical clutter that I was holding onto, it was mental clutter as well. I started, then, to go through things and just throw out all of the items I knew I hadn’t used in years or had forgotten I had. It was quite liberating actually. It wasn’t just throwing out useless items. It was emptying my mind of the need to hold onto them as well. Every year I go through my closet and get rid of clothes and things I don’t need anymore. This year, however, I’ve gone through quite a few life events and suddenly, it isn’t just the clothing that needs purging. I’m going through everything. Clothing, cards, books, etc…it’s all going. What can be donated gets taken to the Salvation Army or Goodwill, always. Books get donated to the public library because I believe in supporting our libraries, which were my favorite places when I was younger. Anything that cannot be donated or used by someone else gets tossed into the garbage bag or recycle bin if its paper. My home and my mind are going to reflect simple order, even if my kids think it’s going to kill them to not have so many things around. It’s time to clean out the junk physically and mentally. I want to start a new year with less mess and this is the only way I know to do that. De-cluttering is not for the weak. Take heed and mark my words, throwing things away might look simple, but you just wait until you come across something you think you love. I guarantee you will argue with yourself and try to justify why you need to keep ten similar items that you do not use at all. But on the bright side? You will definitely clear up more space by getting rid of 9 of those items. You won’t be happy about it but you’ll have more space. And for me, my closet is spectacularly organized and clean currently. Now if I can only manage to not step on anything in the dark when I go to bed. Fun times that, running right into some large object in the way and waking up to find a large purple bruise. Oh how I look forward to that.