Thanks for popping in. Must tell you about today. It’s been interesting, very interesting.
I had a real keep it-sling it morning. You know the one. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, look out!!! We’ve had way too much work on to think about the home for months now, and slowly the piles of STUFF have been doing what they do best: piling up. Each room has slowly been getting more and more cluttered with STUFF. And this morning was the day I decided enough was enough. Time to have a sort out, be a white tornado, whizz round the house and blitz it. Dave had to go to work, so here was my window of opportunity.
In reality, I only got the living room and the kitchen done. Climbed around in the inglenook for at least an hour, even found a couple of Christmas gift tags and a stray bauble! But boy oh boy – there’s something very rewarding about letting it all slide and then going in armed with rubber gloves and Mr Muscle! No, Dave was at work as I said…
I had a conversation with myself, and discussed the sheer excess of it all. The loads of mugs and crockery we never use (we only use the same faves), the dozens of coasters and placemats (yet we only use the same set), the piles of table cloths (don’t even use tablecloths nowadays), the cupboards FULL of bedding (most of which hasn’t seen a bed in 20 years!). All the duplicate STUFF which fills ALL your storage space to the point where you can’t get anything else in! What is the point of hoarding all this STUFF, which we will never use?
Problem is, most of it is very nice and cost a packet, so you feel guilty about slinging it. Or it was a gift, so you feel guilty about slinging it. Or you think the kids may come home one day and need it all, so you hang on to it. Or maybe those hand-embroidered table runners you bought in Germany 30 years ago will come in handy if you ever buy a log cabin in Austria. Who knows? You get me, don’t you? It’s been a right old roller coaster of guilt laced with waves of ingratitude!
But I have reached a decision: this is what I said to myself this morning. I’m 60! Not likely to buy a log cabin in the Black Forest or even the Pyrenees at this stage. And I’m pretty sure Grace won’t thank me for hanging on to all this STUFF for her either! Mark even less so!
Only keep it if you need it or love it.
Pack the rest away, and give it to charity. And if it’s no good, then bin it.
Anyway, that is my decision going forward, although as I say, I got caught up the chimney with Mr Muscle, and ran out of time for a proper, thought through clear out. One room at a time methinks, and one cupboard or drawer at a time, eh. Every day, I have decided, I shall tackle ONE area – even if it’s only a shelf.
Now here’s the irony. Dave came home at lunchtime and rescued me! The sun was shining, and we decided to take a run out to a National Trust place called Standen House, a beautiful Arts & Crafts place, decorated by none other than William Morris & friends. There is a fabulous Morris & Co exhibition there until 10th November. Well worth a visit.
Anyway, what a magnificent place! Beautiful gardens, breathtaking views, and this quote by William Morris himself:
So clearly, William Morris had the same conversation with himself as I did, and reached the exact same conclusion. Wonder how many tablecloths he binned….
A few months ago I asked our dear Mel – she who designs so much of our art – to come up with some filigree swirls. “Sort of Arts & Crafts”, I said, “sort of William Morris”. And she did. I have them here with me. Thye are beautiful. Tomorrow, I am excited to have a play with them, because the Morris & Co. colours in the rooms at Standen house have just brought them to life in my head. Sod the cleaning!!
Love & Hugs,