De-cluttering

I suppose I am not the best person to talk about de-cluttering ones home, having a long-standing habit of collecting stuff, but!
I am turning over a new leaf this year, and I am going for it.

The first battalion of boxes are lined up in the hall awaiting deportation to the Charity Shop.
Second wave are waiting impatiently at the top of the stairs for their call to duty.
Porter is anxious to get the whole thing moving.
Time is not on his side this morning!
Chief packer is on stand-by ready to train up the following volunteers for service to others who
might enjoy what is no longer essential to our needs.

I have not cleared out the boxes in our attic for years and years. I have moved houses and still had
the boxes to keep me company. I have forgotten what they contain I suppose. The realization that
since I have no idea what they contain anymore, that they could be surplus to requirements, is quite
a shock to my system. But it is my new year resolution to make space, to take the time now to tackle
the long overdue clear out.

The hardest ones are those containing books. I love books and my dream of a library room is still there. I have squirreled the ones from the children's childhood away; they are not to be disposed of. The dawn of grandparenthood is approaching more rapidly now that Becci is getting married this year. I see being an Oma with books, and a tender lending system in place, as something to look forward to. Reading to the children, doing the silly voices, marveling at the wonderful pictures, laughing at the rhymes and stories of adventure and fantasy has always made me happy.

I have more to go through……………..
Sue xx