In the 12 years we've lived in Maryland, the house has gradually filled with stuff. When I moved Dad to Oklahoma in 2012, I came back with a van load of things that filled spaces downstairs.
As I looked around the house for someplace with space and light to make some simple yoga videos, the best candidate was the room downstairs, which has the most windows of any room in the house. But it was a mess, and there was no space.
Saturday, I spent a couple of hours with one goal - to rid out and consolidate enough stuff to take down one folding table, that had things on top and boxes underneath. Once that was done, there was a nice opening in the clutter but I didn't think it was quite enough.
What next? I decided to tear down the drum set and pack it away in the closet, which made room to move some sound system components farther down the wall. Now there was enough space along the wall for my immediate purposes, but there's still much to do. The way my mind works, space feels good and calls for more space. Clutter makes me feel stuck and I tend to ignore it for too long.
One of my retirement goals was to clean up and rid out, and it feels good to get a start at it.
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