Last night while I listened to a book on tape (Stop Clutter from Stealing Your Life) I threw out some more junk. It’s a good feeling, but boy I’m tired.
I found that I had 12 baseball caps stacked in my closet. Why??? Not a one of them is worn out, and not a one of them really has true sentimental value. So, I’m now down to four. Well, I’m doing better. Probably should go dump three more! :)
Also went through my photo albums and threw out a bunch of doubles and prints that I have on CD. Old family photos I plan on scanning and cataloging and then asking mother if she wants them. Otherwise, they’re soon out of the house.
Also took the trash out… insignificant for some, but if you saw the pile I had… wow! I’m really enjoying this de-cluttering. I hope it’s not an end in itself, but a means.
