…sometimes it’s just a lot of stuff.

…sometimes it’s just a lot of stuff.

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call it an organized mess…something i’m pretty much known for. piles of stuff EVERYWHERE. i think i took over one of the rooms, the living room downstairs, and parts of our garage – i have tried my best to consolidate my things into different piles – clothes to give away, clothes to bring to NY, clothes to keep but not bring with me, then there’s everything else i have, like, my stuffed animals ( i love stuffed animals ), my prayer books ( i have a lot of them ), my other books ( i have some ), my toiletries, papers/pens, greeting cards, etc…needless to say, i have a lot of stuff.

as i’m packing, i am trying my best to remain calm, but as my piles of “things to bring with me” start tipping over in one of my two suitcases, i take a moment and think…ok, let’s downsize this. so that’s where i’m at. it doesn’t help that it’s super hot right now. i feel like i can’t even hear myself think, because there is just stuff everywhere and it feels a little bit chaotic over here. makes me realize, wow, i have a lot of things i really don’t need…just gotta remember, live simply so others may simply live. it’s a commitment.

To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter… to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring – these are some of the rewards of the simple life. ~John Burroughs

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