Sometimes I get sick of being so damned responsible. Last night was one of those times. I was in a funk. Feeling like there are just way too many things to do. A list of chores. Piles and piles of laundry. Dirty dishes. Clutter. Ancient magazines that never get attention. Too much stuff. That piled on top of illustrations that have extremely tight deadlines and projects with 20 components that I need to puzzle together. And let's not even talk about how I feel guilty for stressing about this when there are people in my city who are wondering where their next meal will come from.
It was just too much.
And so I said no. I didn't do something even though I thought I should. One can only stretch so far. But you know...it really didn't make me feel any better. I felt guilty, instead. So much guilt. So much of a push to do everything. And do it well. It's hard.
So, what am I going to do about this? Because I can't keep going through this cycle...
I have decided to go through my house room by room and get rid of everything I can. Things that I have not used in a year. Things that I do not love. Things that do not fit properly or for whatever reason make me feel off. Why keep this stuff? I want simple...small...Less stuff to take care of, more life to live.
I went through my kitchen yesterday. I threw out one trashcan full. I have three bags of stuff waiting to go to the Salvation Army. And I have one bag of stuff to give to my sister-in-law who is moving out soon.
And it made me feel free.
Now I just have to go through every other room and do the same thing.
* * * * * * * * * * On a completely different note...I'm really enjoying setting up my soon-to-be-launched on-line store. It's all coming together and I think you'll like it! (I just can't believe start up costs are so much....yipes. Having a hard time swallowing that.) I'll give you a sneak preview very soon.