I took this week off for a specific project. DE-JUNKING our entire house. My husband and I decided things were getting way toooooo cluttered and have gone on a tossing-spree that makes Atila the Hun look compassionate. We are going room by room to throw out useless items or things that are just plain meaningless. This includes going through all our clothes…well my clothes I should say. His clothes are five nice t-shirts and one pair of jeans practically. The question I’m asking as I stand in my closet is, “Have I worn this the past year?” “Why haven’t I worn this?” The answers that swirl in my head are anywhere from “No, as a matter of fact I pretty much think that dress has been hanging there for five years,” or “I haven’t worn this because it doesn’t fit and or I would never wear this …it looks great on the hanger but terrible on me!”
I had a big plastic container marked, “For the boys when I am gone.” I went through this box. I was amazed at what I found. Why on earth would I think that my grown sons would be interested in a scrap of paper from my second grade best friend asking me to play after school? “Really, Mom?” I can hear them saying as I look down on them from heaven. When I got to the bottom of the box I had a black garbage bag full and a condensed little pile neatly tucked away in my cedar chest.
I can’t tell you how freeing this exercise is! I have about one half of the house done and it is Thursday. This gives me two more days of completely going through the junk. If it doesn’t go to the trash, it goes to the garage sale pile. From there it goes to our local “treasure store.” “It’s NOT coming back into the house,” my hubby proclaims. I agree.
It occurred to me this morning that this de-junking process is very much like the work I do. Now in years past, I always have enjoyed spring cleaning. That means we…husband and I…spend an entire Saturday in spring, vacumning, dusting making things look pretty. NEVER, have we done the de-junk thing to this extent, though.
Weekly counseling sessions are a bit like spring cleaning. And of COURSE this type of counseling is always good and always serves a purpose. Do not get me wrong, this is a great thing…weekly, bi-weekly or monthly sessions. However, the intensive therapy is like the de-junking experience. You get in there and toss away the baggage, the clutter, the items that make you feel restricted. The things from the past that are only taking up space. Now when I walk into my de-junked rooms I see and feel the change! It feels lighter, free-er and better all the way around.
Spring cleaning is great and it looks good for awhile and you can probably do it in a day. De-junking requires a week-long effort of hard work. Every muscle in our bodies ache at night from moving out unwanted furniture and carrying boxes of debris. We are tired, but our hearts and minds feel lighter. Less clutter. More room for what’s important.
De-junking requires committed time and energy but it is well worth the effort.