This post serves as a confessional to how messy I can be. I worry that I wont maintain a nice home when Future-Huby and I are together. This needs to change. For now, we will focus on my bedroom.
Part of the problem is the amount of stuff I moved back with me on my exodus home from school. Part of the problem is I don’t get rid of stuff. I keep things until I have no room for more things; and then, I only get rid of what I need to.
This is not hoarding. I don’t compel myself to go out and acquire stuff. I’m just too lazy to take it upon myself to remove the stuff I no longer need.
In my bedroom, I have nearly a lifetime worth of memories embodied in things. I have pamphlets and flyers from college. I have accessories and jewelery from my teen years. I kept a few toys from childhood that I never found it possible to part with. I even have a file box of “important papers and resources“. Continue reading