Now that the initial shock and panic about having to move has passed, I'm dreaming of home making. Me, a woman who could have written The Messies Manual. I'm already prepping to begin caring for my lovely home by eliminating some of ALL THIS STUFF I GOT. Where did it all come from??? I've got boxes of papers and little booklets like I'm addicted to information. Okay. I am addicted to info. Blame it on the times we live in.
It's possible that we'll have to move from a spacious three bedroom single family home to possibly a 2 bedroom apartment initially. Simplifying is in order. I'm starting with the easy to part with stuff first: magazines, papers, books I'll never read again. Next clothing I can't fit or wear. Then art supplies. Help me Jesus! Let some go, or organize 'em! See how I'm already hedging on this? And I'm just talking about MY stuff. There are five more people going with!
Broken stuff has to go. Make way for what works! The truth is, I need to look at all my possessions, asking myself what do I love, need, or is just so beautiful I have to keep it. And then I have to let some things go, even if they were a great comfort. Some things a girl just outgrows. But I can begin again, because, as St. Benedict says, "Always we begin again."
I don't want just a clean home, I want a home full of love and meaning. I want Lady Wisdom's lovely home, a dwelling inspired.
Ah, friends. Wish me well. I start tonight with a quick perusal of Crafting a Meaningful Home, and then starting on the paperwork and kitsch!