We just spent the evening emptying our bedroom and office space in preparation for new paint and flooring. The renovations are far overdue, but the task of clearing and sorting through a mountain of work, papers, books, and knick-knacks was overwhelming. Sure, the old carpet was buckling, but if I casually scattered part of that mountain onto the floor…who would notice? Yes, the paint was old and the walls full of holes…but a few pictures and posters could fix that.
But then I began to dream of a clutter-free office, a welcome and peaceful space for writing and working. I contemplated once more sitting in the old armchair in the corner, now free of files and folders. I had visions of a bedroom that was no longer a repository for all the odds and sods of furniture – because no one else would see it. It would be a calm, inviting place for snuggling and sweet dreams.
So, the rooms are finally emptied. The contents are piled in the hallway. I have vowed to be ruthless with sorting, giving away, and throwing out. It`s no use putting old things into nice new rooms. Things that are no longer useful, must be put aside. It`s time to open the windows and let the spring air blow its freshness into a new space.
Hmm…I feel an analogy coming on…. 😉