Unloading, Week Forty-Two in the No Longer New Abnormal

I have too much stuff. I just spent hours going through drawers and closets to clean out what I don’t want anymore and what I don’t need. Though I’m happy I did that and now I can bring bags to the thrift store, and bags to the trash, I am still left with too much stuff. Some things like outdated membership cards were easy to throw out. Vitamins and minerals I rarely take, office supplies I may need at some unknown point in time, and other sundry items make it harder for me to determine their usefulness. When I was younger and lived alone, the small apartment size made it easy to throw things out. I simply didn’t have the space. Though I am so grateful for all the storage space in our present apartment, I find that clutter accumulates in the recesses of those closets.

Now my satisfaction of cleaning out my home office is tempered by how much I still have to get done. This is the push me, pull me factor of much of life. I do my laundry and a week later I do it again. I go for a beautiful walk on a Tuesday and it’s time for another walk on Wednesday. The more I reside in the mindset of what’s next, the more I lose the simple gratification of being in the moment accomplishing my set…