I wish I could say that my life was about something more glamorous than dealing with clutter, but apparently it’s not.
There are two kinds of places in the world where I’ve found peace like no other. One was the wilderness; the other was in monasteries and convents.
Unfortunately, my access to wilderness is limited by my proven legitimate terror of getting lost. And I can’t move into a monastery because I have too much junk. They won’t let you bring your junk — I asked. Plus my girlfriend doesn’t want to go with me, so that’s another deal breaker.
My question is, how can I get my home to feel like a monastery? I’m going to start with clearing out my spaces to look just like theirs. When I’ve got that accomplished I’ll move on to: the world at large.
Come along with me and let’s purge together! Join this blog (or read it without joining) and let’s take turns liberating space in our dwellings! Send me your stories, your nightmares, your before and after pics, your successes, your advice inquiries!
Kate …wanted to let you know that I’ve read this site with unmitigated glee. Laugh out loud enjoyment, and more than a little ‘recognition’…as in, a little close to home!
I love your way with words; your view of all things all too human. Thanks for letting me know about this waaay fun place to hang out.
with much care,
twila
Thank you, Twila. You can hang out here any time!