D Day

This year, I have resolved that it will be different. No more clutter around my office. Get rid of stuff. All of it. And that's just my office!

In fact, on the second weekend of January, I started celebrating D Days:

Downsizing Days....Decluttering Days....Dumpster Days......Donation Days. 

By this time I had re-found the book by Mari Kondo, the life-changing magic of tidying up. I had lost it for a while when I was thinking of purging my belongings. 

I'm not quite sure what makes me do this. I know I'm frustrated but I don't start out my day...saying "Let's do the D Days, marilyn." I think it's an impulsion. I just start in without a plan or a goal.

Except for the super high cabinets over my office closet, I really tore up my space. I didn't rearrange my furniture, but I did make a dent in my life. I literally emptied out every envelope, every package (full of packing materials), what else? 

marie kondo says "To truly cherish the things that are important to you, you must first discard those that have outlived their purpose."

Well, there I was, doing just that. But for the most part I didn't come across anything that I cherish. 

Then I found the tube. 

This was a picture that I drew of the first studio apartment that Carl rented and we shared for about a year, when we were married. I sat across the street on the lawn of a utility building (one that is accessed only through a gate and nobody has ever seen who goes in or out) and this is what I came up with. 


We lived in the upper left room of this Victorian, that had at least 6 illegal units.

(I'm pretty sure I wrote about my dad's comments when he saw what we had made as a home, "If I knew what Carl would have done to you, I wouldn't have let this happen." Oh well.) 

But now, I really understood what marie kondo was saying. I cherished this. And that's what I'll use as a benchmark for all other things, items, clothes, books. 

And the dishes, the utensils, the cookware, the too-many-vases, the scarves, the wrap around neck warmers, and on and on. Most of those items are for a different day. But I've made the first dent. And I'm glad of that. 

For now the etching goes back in the tube, until I find the perfect setting to frame it in.

Live richly, marilyn

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