
I went to get the carry-on bags out of the closet. We won't be leaving on a trip for another two weeks, but I wanted to see if I needed a new bag. I recalled a broken zipper on one piece of luggage or another. The small bags were stored inside of the the larger bags. Moving the things around prompted me to sort of shift all the junk in the entry-way closet. Rather than little bags going inside the big luggage, the sleeping bags fit. That meant moving the Christmas decorations and discovering a lot of junk behind which could be tossed.
Prompted by my success, I continued right into my bedroom closet. For some dumb reason, I had kept the boxes for all the electronic items bought over the last three years. Crush. Chuck.
I'm feeling lighter. Still, I know there is a lot of sorting and tossing left for the future. One dream of mine would be to digitize most paper work and move the paper into recycling. That is a longer term project though. I must admit, it'd be nice to live with a lot less crap. You know, I have seen photos of how it could be. The interior shots of home designs on the Internet don't look cluttered at all. Those photos show just simple pieces of basic furniture. There're a few strategically arranged items on tables. The kitchens appear spotless although perhaps they have never witnessed the creation of a real meal.
Alas, let's go a little further. Imagine how much easier things would be, if one owned only a toothbrush, a few t-shirts, and a pair of Levis!