It’s almost time for spring cleaning. In fact, most folks I know have
at least started on the yearly chore. Lots are already finished.
I tell myself that I’ve just been too busy. I’ll get to it… soon,
really soon. I promise myself that there will be a yard sale when I’m
finished. I’ve told myself that lie for years and, for years there has
been no yard sale. By the time I’m finished cleaning, rearranging and
effectuating a triage on my worldly goods, I’m so pooped that I just
bag the trash, box the superfluous and deliver it to the nearest recycling
drop-off or thrift store donation box.
Is it that I’m, heaven forbid, out of shape? Surely not! However, I know couch potatoes who can run rings around me and never break a sweat. I don’t know if that says something bad about me or good about them.
I think that part of my problem is that my life needs a good spring cleaning, but I’m not sure where to start. I know I have attitudes, behaviors, beliefs and emotions that need to be brought out and examined. If good, valid and useful they should be dusted off and given a more prominent place in my daily life. If not they need to be cleaned and repaired. If they can’t be repaired, perhaps I should eliminate them.
Unfortunately, eliminating the harmful clutter in your head and heart isn’t as easy as organizing a closet.
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What wonderful writers you both are!! See?? I knew I felt the creativity bubbling up between the two of you! May I make a suggestion? Maybe your inner “artist” needs to make a yard sale a creative project – one where what monetary gain you make from your discarded “stuff” is taken and used to purchase items to help your cookbook along??? You’d be amazed at how much change a yard sale can bring in. Give it some thought. You might even have some friends that would go in with you and bring their discards to put in the sale.
Tracey : )
There’s a cookbook in the works? What kind of cookbook and when is it going to be ready? Are you finally going to reveal the secret ingredients of that VERY odd spaghetti sauce? I’m ready to pay for that.
Keeping the useless clutter out of our heads is getting harder and harder as more and more of it gets pumped into our heads. Someday I am going to learn how to filter all the stuff as it comes into my head instead of re-examining it after it has already infected me.