I find it so interesting that I wake up and instantly start worrying.  It’s really depressing.  But as soon as I get out of bed, I am onto my day.  And it got me wondering about harmony in my bedroom.

Now, I’m not a huge believer in Feng Shui (pronounced Fung Shway), because if I was, my room would be in harmony.  But I do wonder if all the clutter in my room is causing my mind to be cluttered and not peaceful.  The fact that I have to practically jump from the door to the bed might be a good indication that my bedroom is not peaceful.

I bought a book once; it’s called, ‘It’s All Too Much’ and it’s about decluttering my life. It goes step by step through each room and has you write down a plan for each room.  In the bedroom it states the purpose is for sleeping and relaxing.   It does the same for other rooms in your home and gives you a clear guide on how to achieve that.

I can honestly say that the book has  secured its place in my room as another piece of clutter.

I spent a good few hours yesterday cleaning and scrubbing my kitchen.  Every surface was clean and all dishes were done.  And then I decided to pull everything out and start baking.  I also decided to make Chicken Pot Pie for dinner when we had plenty of leftovers  to work with.

Now the kitchen is only mostly clean!!!

My plan was to clear off the dining room table and continue throughout the house.  But I got a case of the Blahs and petered out.

Peter Walsh was right.  It IS all too much!!!

Every time I put everything in its place my old habits creep up of, “I’ll get that in a minute” (to which I never return) and my house slowly creeps into a disheveled mess.  And I feel like I just wake up one day and say, “WOW…where’d all this come from?”

It’s really annoying.

And no matter how many people have tried to help and instill new systems for me, I am damned to the same curse of Pile and then purge.

It started when I was a kid.

The other day I was talking to a friend and we were comparing notes on why we don’t invite people over.  She was surprised yet guarded.   Apparently, she suffers the same affliction.   But she wasn’t convinced so she still wouldn’t invite me over.  The other day, I sent her pictures by phone, of my house and she quickly responded; You are invited over ANY time!!!

I don’t know why we feel we have to keep up with the Joneses; all I know is that when I go to others’ houses they aren’t as disheveled as mine and it makes me leary about inviting anyone new over.  I have already been shamed for the way my house looks and it didn’t feel good.  It still looms over me and makes me feel like I have a huge issue I will never overcome.

I hate feeling that way!!!

So only my closest are invited over.  And many times, my besties will pick up a few things while they are over.  Totally not required, but very nice gesture.

As I talked with my ‘like minded’ friend the other day about our plights, we decided our creative minds just wont work in the boxes like other peoples’ do.  And now that we have ‘found’ each other, I know that at least, I feel a sense of peace that I can drop in to her house whenever I want, and in turn, she can come to mine.

I guess the next step for us is to actually exchange addresses so we know where to go.

Baby steps……

Happy Friday!