Saturday, 6 June 2015

Saturday Morning and Another Purge

Saturday morning and I found myself home alone.  OH had gone out with the dog, Little Bird had gone to her basketball training and I decided it was a good time to do a spot of decluttering of some things that I find the hardest of all to declutter, namely Little Bird's baby clothes and other items.

Please don't judge, I know I probably should have got rid of these a long time ago, but for reasons I won't go into here, many of the items are very sentimental to me and I find it incredibly hard to throw them out or donate them.

In all honesty, it has taken me years to get to where I am now with decluttering these items and I've still got a box full of them sat on top of my linen cupboard.  I came to the conclusion a long time ago, that I just have to do the job in small spurts and let go of what I can when I can.  I don't put too much pressure on myself, I just keep going back to the box and deciding if I can let go of a few more items each time.  Baby steps, literally.

On this attempt, I started off well enough and was feeling particularly gung ho.  I stopped part way and had a bath, which was probably an error, as in doing so I had time to think about what I was doing and consequently some things went back into the box once I'd got out of the bath.  Better to be cautious than have serious regrets I say.

Anyway, towards the end, Little Bird came home and took a look through the box with me and we cooed over the tiny clothes she used to wear. It was quite nice to do this.  I didn't get rid of a whole lot, but a good 20 or so items went into the donation pile, were thrown away or put aside to be re-purposed, which did make me feel a lot better. There's still a lot of work to do here, both physically and emotionally, but I'm not in a hurry. I can feel myself becoming more detached from some of the items left, even as I speak, so some progress was made.

Do you have any weak spots when it comes to decluttering?  I guess we all have, but I do believe we'll get where we want to be in the end, wherever that is.  That's the thing about simplifying. It means something different to each of us. I don't want to get rid of everything, but I don't want to keep everything either.  There is a balance to be found and slowly but surely, I think I'm creeping closer to it.


  1. A friend of mine used all the little cotton tops and dresses and made a quilt, she cut out hexagons and then stitched them together, therefore having a nice quilt of memories rather than a box of stuff. I still have a couple baby dresses and a tiny pair of pink shoes, mine are 36 and 32.

    1. That's reassuring. Maybe one day I'll be able to make the quilt or get the items down to as few as yourself.