So at the start of last month, I spontaneously decided to impose a 31-Day Declutter Challenge that had me tackling a different physical (or digital) space in my life.
In no particular order, here’s my take on things:
1.) It’s much harder to motivate yourself when it’s cold out (and your bedroom has an insanely comfy couch), but moving about quickly warms up the room.
2.) I was definitely overly ambitious with some of these things, and grouped certain things oddly. While I wanted to break this into smaller, more digestible items, many were interconnected, and I needed to solve one along with the other. I tried to list them chronologically in a way that tried to address that from the get-go, but what can you do?
3.) The biggest thing from this all was that as I de-cluttered, I had piles of things to trash, donate, or move, but no where to store them. Getting rid of junk or donations is easy, but I have a number of things that I wanted to bring back to my parents’ house that, when I lived in a full apartment I had room for, but since downsizing to only a bedroom 1: didn’t have room for or 2: my bf had better of. Early on in the month, I amassed this large pile and it had to sit in the middle of my bedroom until I could finally drive back to my parents’ house…today, a month later. That definitely didn’t make me feel great about things, having that constant visual eyesore when I was trying to build momentum.
4.) I purposely did the opposite of the KonMari method, because I wanted to restructure a bit before I switched gears and tried to pare down quantity. And speaking to point #3 I’m glad I did that because I would not be able to get super involved in that with the space that I have, how much (or little) time I had, and the way that I use my room for multiple purposes.
5.) It was unrealistic, and I knew that (and that was kind of the point, to be honest), but it was made so especially due to how busy that particular month was for me work-wise.
6.) It got me off my ass which was the point. I’m a pretty average person with clutter. It builds up, I clean it, some weeks I maintain it better than others. Frankly, it really depends on other factors–it’s getting warmer out and my workload looks like it might be lightening up a little now. It makes a difference for me.
7.) Living near my parents is both a clutter gift and trap. Because I live so close to my parents’ house, I have the luxury of being able to drive down there whenever I want. I don’t go often, to be honest, but when I do I usually try to bring some things home…and inevitably end up also bringing a bunch of stuff (usually books) back. I have to be realistic about a lot of my ‘wishful thinking’ stuff. A lot of what I am bringing home this time are books, comics, DVDs, and video games that I’m just not going to get to any time soon, especially since I left a bunch behind that I do want to get to.
8.) My room looks the same. I am still very much trying to have a full apartment experience in a bedroom and it is comically stupid. And because of that, there’s still furniture from wall-to-wall with things on them. There’s still a bunch of stuff in the closets. There’s just less now. It would be different if I lived further away for sure, so I’m going to enjoy this madness as long as I can.