Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough. (Charles Warner)
This is not a picture of me. But it’s how I feel a lot of the time!
Like every other woman I’ve ever met, I’m a lot of things to a lot of people. I’m also a lot of people to me, but not in that creepy multi-personality way. More like I do a lot of things and everything I do needs a different kind of person, if that makes sense. Or not.
Biologically, I’m a mother, a daughter, a sister, and an aunt. By choice I’m also a wife, a step-mom and a grammy. (I like Grammy better than Grandma. It sounds like I’m an award or something.) I love my family, both right here and those sprinkled across the country like chopped nuts on a muffin.
Until recently I made the daily shlep into the city to an office where I stared at a computer screen, went to meetings, and tossed around words like “accountability” and “stakeholders” and “collaboration”. My favourite phrase, usually heard on a Friday afternoon, was and still is “Where’s the chocolate?”. (Really, who are we kidding? Any afternoon will do.) The mornings were reserved for my other favourite phrase, “Just a sec while I get another cup of coffee.” And yes, I can have two favourite phrases. Because, that’s why.
Most weekday evenings also involved a couple of hours of screen time, about evenly divided between a computer and a TV. I know I should go to the gym, read Good Books and catch up on my dusting but let’s be serious. Like I said earlier, I’m a lot like other women and most of us are just too darn knackered by 7 PM to do much more than snuggle with our honeys. Or maybe the dog. Take your pick. The brainiest thing I do, most evenings, is take on the great debate: Popcorn or ice cream?
Weekends are a different kettle of fish. There is a basement full of projects, boxes we haven’t opened since our last move, piles of files, books, magazines, movies, and a whole boatload of craft and sewing supplies I can hardly get to, let alone use. It’s all there and it’s all just waiting for me.
On the main floor there is the kitchen, living room dining room and powder room. Oh, and the pantry and mudroom. Can you hear the drawers and shelves groaning under things demanding attention?
Upstairs? Closets full of clothing and linens and hair and beauty supplies are all calling my name, waiting to be opened and dealt with.
It’s all that stuff that needs dealing with that weighs me down. There’s always that little guilt bag full of Should-be-doings hanging around, spoiling my enjoyment of the here and now.
And that’s just the stuff. There’s also the twin suitcases of Ought-to and Have-to. I ought to get my financial house in order. I have to do something about my weight. I ought to review my investments. And let’s not forget the bulging carry-on bag of Must-Do. I must update my will. I must order the wedding certificate.
Honestly, some days it’s easier to just grab a trashy novel and spend the day on the couch. I’ll just ignore that heap of baggage sitting right there, on the floor where I’ll trip over it.
Lately it hasn’t been working. Lately I’ve been thinking that I’d like to get rid of that extra baggage. Lately I’ve been dreaming of less.
So I’ve decided to give myself a gift. The gift of less. Less stuff. Less baggage. Less guilt.
I’m going to go through all those closets and shelves and rooms and give away, sell, or otherwise have less. I’m going to deal with the Pile Monster. I’m going to tackle those bags of Ought-to and Have-to and Must-do and either deal or delete.
And while I’m at it, I’m going to get rid of our family’s debt, banish a few of my extra pounds and dump a couple of bad habits.
How am I going to accomplish all this, you ask? By making A Big Change.
I know I’m not alone. There are thousands and hundreds of thousands and thousands of thousands of people just like me. Wanting to lighten the load. Wanting less to enjoy more.
I’ve always been the friendly type that likes to share. If you’d like to join me on my journey to less that would be just outstanding! And if you have something to share, bring it on! Lightening the load with friends is so much easier.