I was thinking the other day about how much “stuff” people accumulate. Whether it’s in a month, in a year or in a lifetime. We accumulate stuff.
We as humans collect, store and some of you (not me) even hoard. I prefer to say that I “intentionally gather” my stuff. Everything that I buy has a purpose. Purses, clothes, shoes, table settings etc, etc (and a smidge more etcetera). It all brings me great joy and it all has a purpose.
Last weekend I was walking thru our house looking at all of the “stuff” that belongs to me and Cowboy. I decided it was time we took a step (or two) towards the minimalist way of life. Why you ask? Because whether we like or not, every house needs a good cleaning out, closets and all.
Believe me when I say I do not take this task lightly, but it needs to be done. I know it’s hard for some of you to part with your “stuff”. But it must happen. It’s also the reason we do “spring cleaning” or “summer sorting”. Okay, I just made that last one up. But, you get what I’m saying, right?
The next day I decided to de-stuff our closets. I put on my “organize your stuff” hat, channeled my inner Marie Kondo and got down to business.
Did I ever tell you about the time I got in trouble for throwing away something of Cowboy’s? Apparently it was something that made his day better……but that’s another story.
Standing in front of Cowboy’s side of the closet (which is always the best side to start with) I begin to peruse the situation. Okay here we go…
Golf shirts- toss (he gave it up when our Boy Wonder began pole-vaulting all over the country).
Golf shorts- toss.
Polo shirts- toss (apparently he needs shirts with a pocket for his flip phone) sweet Jesus.
Slim fit Wranglers- toss (he prefers his jeans to look like a family has moved out of them so he refuses to wear slim fit). A total waste of a nice derriere if you ask me.
Dress shirts- toss (he dislikes dressing up) but I decided to keep a few anyway just to torture him.
Suits- kept one.
Dress shoes- same as suits.
An hour later I look at the mounds of clothes, shoes, jackets and ties. I decide that I made a pretty good dent in “minimalizing” Cowboy’s stuff.
It was time that I began on my side-
Humm… I’m looking and looking…and thinking and thinking…
Dress pants that fit- keep.
Jeans that fit-keep.
Resort wear- keep.
14 Black Blouses- keep them all.
Ball Gowns- Same as black blouses.
Dresses-keep.
Jackets-keep.
Shoes- KEEP! KEEP! KEEP! (Especially the cheetah print ones).
Purses- Same as shoes.
Socks- toss (one pair).
Shorts that are a smidge too small- Keep, will diet.
Jeans that are a smidge too small- Keep, will diet.
Dress pants that are a smidge too small- Keep, will diet.
Everything else that is cheetah print- Keep it A.L.L.
I step back and look at a job well done! I feel as though progress has been made today. I pat myself on the back. Good job Tammy!
Cowboy comes home and joins me in the closet…
COWBOY: What’s going on in here? Why are my clothes in piles on the floor?
ME: I’m minimalizing our “stuff”. We don’t need all of these things.
COWBOY: (Digging through the pile) Why am I only seeing my things in these piles? Where is your stuff?
ME: (Pointing to the pair of socks) Over there. AND I was thinking that since you have more room on your side of the closet now, maybe I could use your empty space for more of my stuff?
’til next Sunday y’all- 𝔁𝓸, 𝓣𝓪𝓶𝓶𝔂 ❥
P.S. People matter, “stuff” does not ❥
