I do not like “isms” but it really is the only thing I can think of to describe what I am doing in a single word. You may remember that last year I had a short stint in my “No Excuses” series…I feel like this is an extension of that. Last year, I pared down some things but really focused more on organizing and rearranging the stuff I had to fit into my two bedroom mobile home and still allow us to live. I loved it, and it looked really nice. As time has passed and circumstances have changed, though, I feel ever drawn towards a simpler life of ease and comfort. Lessening my things seemed the next logical step in my path to freedom from material possessions.

I may have mentioned it, or you may have noticed from the before pictures in the No Excuses series, but I am a bit of a hoarder.  I struggle with saying no to people giving me things, even when they are not things I will use and enjoy. Stuff accumulates in my house like flies on dung. As a teen, I was in therapy for hoarding, and I struggle with it daily. I have no misconceptions when it comes to how the stuff makes me feel, and I know I have a problem with it. The thing that helps me control it is seeing Hoarders on TV, I am so afraid of becoming them. They ruin their relationships, families, and mental health over STUFF. This new series will be titled “Project: Discard” and will follow me through this particular time of prioritizing and organizing.


The rules? If it is broken in any way, it goes. If it does not have a place, it goes. If I have many of them (with a few exceptions) it goes. If I am holding onto it because it was a gift, but serves no real purpose in my life, it goes. If at anytime I question “Should I keep this?” it goes. Period. Once I am “done”, if there are things I still have no certain, wonderful place for, they go, too.


Now, I am not actually going to be discarding a lot of this. I need to have a little money from this endeavor, and I have a storage shed outside that has some space….so anything I could make money off of will go in there, with one caveat. It all has to fit. None of this “well, I will keep this in the house for now” or “I will use it someday” malarkey. For instance: Scott used to love roller blading, and he did it all the time. He has some really nice blades. I bought a pair years ago hoping that we could get into it together. But you know what? In the five years I have known him, we have roller bladed ONCE together, and he has used his only a handful of times…all from three years ago or longer. They serve no purpose in our lives, take up space, and cause hassle. They will be being sold…hopefully to someone who will use them and not be constantly afraid of ruining them. The TV causes so much strife that it and everything that goes with it is being sold. I would rather eat store boughten bread than the stuff made in a machine, so I am selling that, although it was a gift that I appreciated. Tristan won’t stay in a crib, so the playpen and crib can go (not that any of my kids ever used those things before they were too big, anyways). Some of our furniture that will not be sold and would be expensive to discard will be broken down and burnt for heat.


I am excited for this next chapter in my life and hope you will join me. (Pictures will be provided, of course, lol)