We're facing a blizzard here this afternoon. [wow...typed that out so calmly. yep - a blizzard.] With a day at home tomorrow, I am vowing to tackle the clutter that is hiding in drawers, cupboards and closets.
I had yet another dream about clutter last night - this one revealed my attachment to "stuff" (random collection of items that I haven't found homes for yet). In the dream, I'm stranded on the West Coast where I used to live and I have to catch a flight to the Midwest and cannot bring with me the cache of belongings that I've built up over the years on the West Coast and from my childhood home. In fact, I'm only able to bring a small bag's worth of items - and I tearfully tell someone it's so difficult to select what to pack because I love things and if I leave something behind, it's like leaving part of my childhood behind.
Who says dreams aren't truthful?! That dream was chock full of truths that I need to face.
[ummm..is this therapy? how much do I owe you?! could you please pass the box of tissues and maybe some chocolate?]
If you're in the path of the blizzard, stay safe.
If you're not in any kind of bad weather, enjoy your day!
(Please enjoy your day if you are in the blizzard. Just not outside.)