(warning: keepin' it real post ahead)
This post has been brewing for some time.
Should I share?
Should I keep quiet?
If this is about MY PASSIONS;
then this is what I'm all about
right here, right now.
I am here
and here
and here.
I am a keeper.
I am NOT a clean-freak.
I have this quote at my desk.
a creative mess is better than tidy idleness
I have always been this way.
I am too sentimental.
I love pretty things.
I LOVE old stuff.
I love a bargain.
I can NOT make decisions.
I LOVE old stuff.
I have an antique business.
I need inventory.
I LOVE old stuff.
That, my girlfriends, is a recipe for disaster.
stuff
it
has taken over
my home
and
it has taken over my life
it is everywhere
to say that there has been conflict is an understatement
conflict with my children
conflict with my husband
conflict in my own heart
every morning
i would wake up
and say
today i will win, today i will make progress
everynight
I would make my way through the path
of piles
to my bedroom
(we have the last room in the house)
and fall asleep thinking
about what a failure I was
everyday. everynight.
when viewing a hoaders episode
I did NOT think
those poor people...why do they live like that?
I would think, "I am so close,
that could be me living like that"
my husband moved my stuff last fall
and I was so mad
I could have spit nails
wake-up call
last winter when my newly, married daughter and her husband
wanted to come stay the night
I didn't have a place for them
in. this. great. big. house. i. did. not. have. a. place.
wake-up call
but the final straw was
when I finally came face-to-face
with the fact
that my family was embarrassed by the mess.
I was an embarrassment to my children.
I was an embarrassment to my husband.
wake-up call
ouch.
How did I let it get so out of control?
I was trapped.
Trapped by my stuff
enough is enough
Since January,
I have been on a mission
a mission to
reclaim my home.
It is a long and difficult task.
I am getting there,
slowly.
I still have so far to go.
but
I am determined.
Now, every night
I ask my Mr.
Do you see it?
Somedays it is just a bit
but
progress
is
progress.
Donna's post came just at the right time.
(10 weeks of this and I'm only this far?)
I was feeling tired and discouraged
but she has encouraged me to keep going.
THANKS Donna
over the next few days
I might share some of my strategy
or
I might not.
My computer time has been limited
because
I am here
oh, progress
sweet progress
my sweet friend reminded me of one of my favorite verses:
"The unfailing love of the LORD never ends!
By his mercies
we have been kept from complete destruction.
Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each day.
Lam. 3:22-23
thanks jane, for the words of hope