And then there’s Hubby. He sees the good days and the bad days, the failed attempts and the overall progress.
Thankfully, he’s my biggest supporter and believer, but I still get an extra thrill when he acknowledges my Organizing Cred.
Cred = Credibility. I’m just trying to sound cool.
I’ve shared how grasping the One In One Out Rule has been big for me. I also apply this rule when decorating for Christmas. The rest-of-the-year items go in the box where the Christmas items were stored. I switch them out. It can’t all fit.
That box goes back in the attic until the New Year, and then I switch out the items one for one again while un-decorating.
Last year, I created a new box. My husband has a love for mugs. People know this, and he gets a lot of them as gifts, especially at Christmas. Until last year, I kept the Christmas mugs out all year, shoved on the shelf with our other mugs.
But finally, I declared I couldn’t bear the mug overload ANYmore and packed away all of the Christmas ones.
So this year, when he was excited to find the box full of “his” mugs, I casually said that for every Christmas mug he pulled out of storage, he needed to pack away one of our rest-of-the-year mugs.
He looked at me for a moment. In silence. Eyes narrowed.
I offhandedly (on purpose) remarked that we don’t have room in the cabinet for both.
He kept staring.
I kept casually unpacking Wizard of Oz figurines.
And then . . . he said . . . “OK.”
I did write the book on decluttering, after all.
Still, it takes him a minute to accept my anti-clutter wisdom. To accept this life-changing concept being explained by the woman whose towel he steps over each morning on his bathroom floor.