Looks like a lot of people are into the idea of decluttering with all the comments on my post about hoarding. I have to admit, my personal decluttering made zero progress this weekend.
Wait, I take that back. I got rid of two shirts that were irreparably stained. They weren’t of a material that would make good rags, and after trying every stain removal remedy in the book, I gave in. But I spent the weekend reading a book and finishing my half-marathon training. (Race is next weekend – eeek!) I also threw the Mr. Coffee Iced Tea maker into the donate pile. Why did I need that thing anyway? It’s not like iced tea is hard to make.
Part of me feels like decluttering is such a big effort. There’s so much to do. X number of items a week seems an easy way to do it. I desperately need to clean out all of my closets – take everything out, look at it, and put it back if it’s worth keeping. I’ve just not found the time to do it yet. Not going to happen this coming weekend, obviously, but maybe sometime after that. I also need to remember that I don’t have to do it all at once. If I have to leave my closet half-tackled, so be it. The idea of taking everything out and not putting it away the same day makes me cringe a little bit though!