I had a bit of an epiphany last week when we pulled up the area rug in our living room due to our dog being copiously ill everywhere (she’s all better now)….. My realization being that our living room looks better without the area rug after all. Three years ago when we moved into our house, we felt that some sort of area definition was needed in our living/dining room, and thus the rug was bought – but taking it out now I notice how much larger the room feels without it. And in a living area as tiny as ours, any bit of space – be it real or imaginary – is more than welcome.
In the meantime, a bunch of books I ordered on home organization and de-cluttering came into my library branch and I took them with me to Victoria on the weekend. Simple books to read, I devoured three of them in two days (my favourite being The Joy of Less written by Francine Jay aka Miss Minimalist), and by the time I got home I was ready to tackle what has been driving me crazy lately: too much stuff crammed into too little space.
Though I doubt my ability to become any sort of a minimalist, at the moment I have to confess to a great glee in tearing apart our sewing/tv/office room and pulling out bags of stuff. As of yesterday, Brian and I are on our way to digitizing two shelves of DVDs, we have pulled dozens of books off the shelves (political books and posters to be donated to the Purple Thistle which warms my heart greatly), and in my proudest accomplishment of all I managed to halve my fabric stash.
A hearty pile of clothing from the closets (mine and Mica’s) awaits garage saling and donation, a box of books in the basement is poised for trade-in credit, and I’ve decided that to create more space for my sewing, I need to *get rid of* one of my sewing tables. Crazy right? But I realize that more horizontal space just means more junk piles up and then I have less space for sewing not more.
This weekend we’ve got a dump run scheduled and once the office/sewing area is put back together we will embark on the basement (overflowing, completely unusable), and then the upstairs bedroom, then the kitchen. End goal? Garage sale on the May 19th weekend, maybe a few bucks picked up via Craigslist – and a much tidier house for living in. One in which the cupboards and storage spaces aren’t overflowing. One in which workspaces are clear for the work they are intended. And so on.
So rather than spring cleaning, we are spring digging out – and I’m feeling relieved and energized by the process so far (all 24 hours of it).