I love Sunday. It’s a day full of things I cherish. We go to church in the morning, and that allows me to see people I hold close; worship; and be challenged by the message. Challenged in a good way, that is. Our pastor teaches us so many things that I am utterly unable to draw from The Word in my own studies. His efforts make my own daily reading so much richer, and he works so hard to make sure the message is clear and true.
I was ready for Sunday. Yesterday I worked on the workroom overhaul a bit, but not all day. It was also our twenty-second wedding anniversary.
I took my hubs out to dinner to celebrate. Although we have options for where to go (not lots of options, mind, but some), I took him to a cheapie little taco joint. I know, romantic, right? We ate there a lot when we were dating, and even when we were first married. In those days, tacos were two for a dollar on Tuesdays, so we would grab a whole bag full and feel like we feasted like kings.
Today I hope to at least get the Christmas decorations down from the attic and see what I want to use. We have so many decorations that if I were to use them all, it would take weeks of setup and takedown. Truth is, I don’t want to use them all anyway. A lot of the things need to get out of here. Every year I swear I am going to weed through them and get rid of some. Maybe this year I will actually do that. If i start today, I can actually donate them in time for someone else to use. But choosing what to get rid of is hard.
I am terribly sentimental about things, and I think that’s why I am such a hoarder. It seems every piece I look at has a story. If I get rid of the thing, I guess I am afraid I’ll lose the story. See? I am a sap.
It would probably be good if I’d take a little time and apply the KonMari method to all the boxes of stuff. I am not sure if it will work in this case (I love Christmas decorations), but might be worth a try.
I have friends who are ruthless in their ability to get rid of things. I envy that. And yet when it comes down to it, I keep stuff anyway…and whine about the clutter. Argh. I promise to try, though, even though I may still be sorting next Sunday. (That quilt at the top? Yeah, that’s not going away. I just finally finished it this past winter. It has a lot of stories left to learn.)
How about you? Are you a saver or a thrower? What do you find hardest to get rid of?