But it’s Tuesday. So much for keeping up with the Monday, Wednesday, Friday format. I don’t need days of the week to tie me down! I’m unpredictable! I’m spontaneous! I’m…forgetful.
No, seriously, guys, taking more than one 8-week class at a time is a bad idea. Don’t do it.
That’s the last I’m going to complain about it. (Or not).
Okay, okay, enough complaining.
So I’ve been working over the past couple weeks on organizing my “stuff”.
The story goes like this:
Once upon a time, there was a girl with too much stuff. Not the kind of “awesome” stuff like designer clothing, high end electronics and jewelry. Junk.
She moved this junk from one place to another, taking it with her wherever she went. She was a hermit crab of sorts, hanging on to bits and bobs that she acquired over the years. A plastic bracelet here, shreds of paper there, makeup that was years old. She didn’t know what to do with it, it followed her everywhere and cluttered up what free space she had. When she bought more “stuff” it didn’t make her happy like she thought it would, it just added to the pile and collected with the rest of her “stuff”. This happened in her wardrobe, too. She had so many clothes that she collected over the years, but nothing to wear!
One day, she got tired of it. She got tired of sorting through boxes to find one item, digging through piles of junk in her “organized mess”. She had to let go. The materialism had to stop, but how?
It took a really long time to get organized. I wasn’t a hoarder, it didn’t take over my life like some people did, but I did have boxes filled with stuff I never used or looked at, but felt the need to keep “just in case”. There was a point where my apartment was super neat and tidy, but stuff wasn’t “clean” it was just “relocated”. The mess was hidden.
There was a point where I was so stressed out by my situation, it affected everything around me. I was stressed at my job, it was the subject of arguments at home, and it made it impossible to study for my classes.
“You can’t take it with you.” I sat in church one Sunday morning, while my pastor paced the sanctuary floor. I looked up, was he really addressing what I though he was? “You all have ‘stuff’ in storage, piling up, ‘I’m going to use it later! It’s important!’” He hit the nail on the head. Again. Something had to be done.
Over the next couple weeks, I’m going to share my organizational tips and tricks here, because at one point (if you haven’t noticed) I was a person with Too.Much.JUNK! It’s been a journey, choosing quality over quantity items, not letting “trendy” get the best of me, and really finding an inner peace while letting go of this insane materialism.
A lot of these things are still works in progress, but it’s progress. This project has become a big part of my life, so I figured I’d post it. Also, I’m going to set up posts about how I learned to live in relatively small spaces without getting stressed out (and having functional areas!)
What I’m Reading
On a different note, I started that How to be a Hepburn in a Hilton world. I really wanted this book to be good, and I hate to say that I won’t recommend a book.
I really wanted to like this book. I wanted it to be filled with whimsical tips on how to be graceful and practice good etiquette. I got about a third of the way through the book before I had to put it down. My problem was that the book put out such negative energy, that it was difficult to pay attention to what she was saying. The author spends so much time putting others down (e.g calling women ‘stupids’), that the real advice she gives goes unnoticed. I don’t think, under any circumstance, that it’s acceptable to judge people you don’t know personally, and call names. Anyway, the book has been deleted from my Kindle.
But, because I’m me, I purchased a few books from the Kindle store the other day, so I’ve had plenty to read this week.
Want a better book? I’m reading a non-romance novel. I’m a little over halfway done with this novel, and I’m finding myself attached to the characters, as well as the author’s writing style. (E.g. She doesn’t use making out every other page to convince me the main characters are falling in love. *cough *fiftyshadesofgray* cough cough*)
Second Chance CaféEh, so I’m going to be doing a review on this one in a couple of days.
So for now, I’m off to do homework and my workout. 30-Day Challenge, here I come! (Back)
Back to my Dubstep-Classical Pandora station. (Exactly)