I’m catching up on reading about a zillion emails in my personal email box. While I’m relatively happy with the person that I am in my 30s, I have to be honest … I really wish sometimes that I was a more organized person. The person who actually remembered where her Netflix disc was so she could return the crappy Brad Pitt movie and move onto a film more important like “Red.” (Helen Mirren. With a machine gun! Bruce Willis! Playing Bruce Willis!) The kind of person who would buy people’s birthday cards more than a day before said birthday and actually get them sent out in a timely manner.
To be honest … I could write a book about disorganization. Maybe that’s why I’m so entranced with the idea of minimalism. And forgive me if I sound like a broken record or if I’ve wrote this before, but I have this idea that if I was just able to tame the email monster or get rid of the clothes in my closet that I don’t wear that I would magically be able to fix my problems and find a cure for cancer. All at the same time.
But tonight, as I’m reading through updates of Adam Baker’s “Man vs. Debt” I am daunted by the idea of minimalism. Because I think I could take a week off from work and not make a dent in all of the crap that my husband and I have amassed over the 3+ years that we’ve owned our house. And if I took a week off of work, I would be further behind on that particular email monster than I care to admit.
I know … it’s all about baby steps. If I just take an evening and go through my closet – get rid of the things I have earmarked for donation and be vigilant about not bringing more crap in … But tonight, I am content to fret a little bit and try to tame my personal email inbox. 🙂
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