Thursday, March 27, 2008 @ 1:14 am
Detritus3
So some of you may recall my other post about clutter. It’s kind of scary that it was almost a year ago that I wrote about it, isn’t it? Now that I think about it … I think I may be going through another maniac period. I think I am maniac depressive. lol. Seriously. What else would explain my sudden burst of energy with only a few hours of actual sleep? I have to be crazy, right?
But anyways – back to this clutter thing because it is the CLUTTER that kept me up so late – honest. If it weren’t for the clutter that is permanently attached (apparently) to my ass – I would be asleep right now after reading all about my little genes and diploids and protein synthesis. But instead – here I am … writing (yet again) about clutter.
So let me start from the beginning. 2 days ago Oprah had on her show the ultimate pack rat ever known to man. This little lady had a 5 bedroom, 3 story, 2 car garage house – a total of 3200 sq feet. The clutter that they removed from her house (75 tons) was able to fill a 10,000 sq ft storage unit. I can not even tell you how many pairs of shoes this woman had – how many bags – how many “gifts” that she couldn’t even find to wrap with the hundreds of rolls of wrapping paper that she hoarded in her home. There were little pathways around the house that she could walk on – and her husband (God Bless Him) was not even able to sleep in the master bedroom with her due to all of the stuff. Her adult children finally intervened and filmed the disgusting mess and sent it to Oprah who quickly sent out Peter Walsh (remember one of my brain crushes from last year?) who, with a team of about 100 people, came to the rescue.
This “Clean Sweep” took 2 days to complete by the way … first the emptying of the house then another full day to clean out the mice nests, black mold and other biohazards and rebuild new walls, and flooring for most of the house.) By the time that the show had ended ( and the lady was all crying and claiming that she was cured from her Compulsive Hoarding Disorder), I had serious hebejeebes about my own clutter. I was sure – absolutely positive that in my own bedroom there were mice, black mold and other things behind all the stuff. And I don’t have a lot of stuff – honest. I just have the typical American “stuff” that liters my life and that occasionally I tackle and throw out or give a pile away to Good Will. But after that show – I knew that I had to do something about my own mess. So I started to clean. I cleaned out every single drawer in my dresser – throwing away all those little “well – maybe one day I’ll wear this again” items. I rummaged through boxes of all that “software” that came with the Windows 98 computer that you no longer have – but …who knows … ONE day you just might need it when Vista takes over the world and you rebuild your old system. I even went through Jackson’s clothes – because – let’s face it CeCe – you’re not getting another little puppy any time soon so those cute little puppy baby clothes can go too. And then there were the little containers filled with all that hair stuff that one day you just might need – but one day never comes. Except for THIS day – and all those little items found their way to the trash as well. With each item I threw away or gave away I felt the mold dissipating. I didn’t come across any mice and nothing crawled out and said hello. Not that my room was that cluttered, you understand – but there is something really fucked up about watching some woman in a home with 150,000 pounds of shit. It does something to you. It did something to me. And I wasted no time in taking action. I refuse to grow up into that little old lady down the street whose house smells like cat pee that no one sees for 13 years. Hey…every town has one.
So… I’m almost completely finished with my clutter be gone mission 2008. I am pretty sure I’ll go through this again in 2009 – but I hope that it won’t be so extensive. I have to go through my wish list because there are clutter traps hidden behind some of my wants and desires. Of course – many of the things I want isn’t really “stuff” is it? Books, Videos, that type of thing I really DO want to surround myself with. And there is something to be said about “entertainment”, however, I have some makeup on there that honestly – I don’t need yet. I still am using a lot of the makeup that I have received and I don’t wear make up all that often. I also have some perfume on my list – and you know what? I don’t wear it. I wear ONE fragrance for special occasions (Heavenly) but I “want” other perfumes. Why? I have lotions and things like that – and I already have plenty right now. When I finish some I will put up another one – but nothing like that is coming into my home with out me first getting rid of something to make room. And Jackson will suffer, too, unfortunately. He has 50 bajillion toys right now – that I haven’t exactly gone through to see if they are still usable – but I went through a period where every week I had to buy him another squeaker toy. And he still prefers my socks. Go figure. (and so does SBJ I hear…) So I have to clear that up, too. So for now – books, movies – dvds – and music are still perfectly great gifts to give me. In a few days I will have weeded out the other things on my list and left only the things that will TRULY delight me and not things that I think I “should” own because of some fucked up American Ideal – you know what I mean?
So – that is what I did today. I dealt with my own personal detritus. I did some spring cleaning – some purging of my own. Thanks Oprah and Peter Walsh.
So … here is a challenge that Peter Walsh says that we should take (those of us who have those “junk drawers/closets/rooms/houses/wherehouses”, etc.) : Every day go through your home/room/closet/etc. with 2 bags in your hand (garbage bags) – Fill one up with all of the “garbage” – and fill the other one up with stuff to go to Good Will. In no time at all (unless you are like the friend of ours on Oprah with 150,000 pounds of crap) you will have cleaned away all that clutter. You will be able to breathe better, you’ll be able to display all those things that are important to you and have true value in your life, and you will be taking a stand against this thing called materialism that drives pretty much every single one of us. I swear I’m so fuckin’ inspired that I want to go around the entire state with my garbage bags to help everyone out!
I better go to bed – but thanks to all of the calls today – to Rolf for the gift certificates so that I could buy a few of my favorite books – and to SBJ for the gift that is soon arriving I hear. I have PLENTY…I really do. Thank you all so much for helping me to surround myself with things that matter, giving me courage to rid myself of useless things all while encouraging me to reach for things of value.
Remember tomorrow there will be a power outage where I live and I will not be logging in after 8:00PM. I think I will probably log in for a bit during the afternoon and then for the rest of the evening I will be speaking to a few special close friends of mine (in the dark) and reading a chapter or two in one of my many books I’m longing to read (by candlelight.) Speak soon!
**edited @ 8:31PM 3/27/08 – Apparently the notice said AM and not PM – so I am currently on for a bit reading some poli sci and drawing some mitosis and meiosis models. You should see my Protein Synthesis drawing. It’s TRULY amazing. I may have to scan it on in so you can be as impressed as I am! *wink* /end edit**




Comment by Tiffy
March 27, 2008 @ 6:26 am
After CeCe cluttered up my tummy with copious amounts of… forget it.
Anyway we were pillow talking and she was gabbing about this Oprah show when suddenly she pauses, “Do you have clutter Tiffy?” And you know instinctively (maybe it’s in the tone) this is one of those ‘deal breaker’ questions and lying just under the still waters of the query is, “Because if you do I doubt if I’ll ever be able to look at your black mold covered ass the same way again.”
I know you readers wont listen but never EVER lie when one of those questions is lofted your way. It will lead to serious trouble. Instead defend your clutter and your right to have it. You earned it after all and it’s a part of you. So what if you have 95 rolls of wrapping paper somewhere in the house, come the apocalypse you’ll be prepared for Christmas! It is a much better path than the cluttered lie of having to pretend you’re something you’re not. ::shrug::
Do I have clutter? No. Am I Felix Unger? No.
Going through your crap once a year use to be called ‘spring cleaning’ and I habitually partake in it. Stumbling daily through the house with two garbage bags in my hand on a quest to root out the evil that is clutter I call… obsessive compulsive. Howard Hughes went that route, but then again he could afford it.
PS: Dibs on the refuse from your undies drawer, I’ll take that clutter off your hands any day!