I’m in Summer Survival Mode. I’m keeping my kitchen clean and doing the weekly tasks.
But the clutter is creeping.
It’s especially bad in the office. The office/game room is such a fabulous room, perfect for all odds-and-ends. It’s the guestroom, the Wii station, the computer room, the shoe storage/mudroom, the place where a girl can store her tap floor. And every girl has to have a place to store her tap floor.
But somehow, all flat surfaces have grown clutter. (Again with the blaming of inanimate objects, I know.) The desk, the dresser, the day-bed, the shoe bench, etc. are back to full-fledged “before picture” status.
It could be worse. Soooo much worse. But it could also be so much better.
When I tell myself that I’m not in major decluttering mode, I tend to let myself believe that that means I don’t have to worry about clutter. But clutter is my big problem. I can’t completely ignore it.
I don’t have the time or energy to devote to major decluttering sessions, so I’m going to institute The Daily Chuck as a new non-negotiable. That’s not a typo. I didn’t mean “check” because simply checking is not enough. I’m very good at convincing myself that I have checked, when in fact, I have not. To chuck something is to physically throw it away.
I’m going to chuck five things everyday.
We’ll see how this goes.