It doesn't matter how organized you try to be. It doesn't matter how many small, medium and large boxes you buy from Lowe's. It doesn't matter how many weeks in advance you start packing "to stay on top of things." In the end, all those leftover items that linger in closets, cabinets and on the kitchen counter get shoved in random boxes. And when you open those boxes, you will say, "Huh? What is this? Where is this supposed to go?"
Notice how I addressed the vast, collective "you," when we all know I'm talking about myself. I understand I can't pack and unpack six years of a life in a matter of days. But still. Our old home was uncluttered; over the years, we made countless trips to Goodwill to donate unused items. Yet, I'm amazed at how much stuff we have. Stuff that seems to have no purpose other than take up space and energy.
Sure, I've accumulated items of monetary or sentimental value, and they mean something to me. But our possessions are supposed to enhance our life, not control it. Don't you think?
I want to be careful during these next few weeks. I don't want to do something drastic-- like the time I got rid of half the clothes in my closet. But I'm trying to follow the advice of decluttering and organizing expert Peter Walsh: "Part with possessions that may be weighing you down - emotionally, physically, socially or spiritually" and "zero-in on the purpose of each space and... ensure that what you have in that space brings happiness and peace rather than stress and anxiety."
What's your relationship with your stuff? Do you purge or collect? Would you like a rubber duck or a Diego potty seat?