On excavating and space clearing in the wintertime

I love it when Santa Barbara actually gets some weather. You know, when it isn't a comfortable 70 degrees, with a slight ocean breeze. I feel so cozy this evening. And I love the pitter patter of falling rain. I was really cold pretty much all day. Now I get to cuddle up by my gas heater in my PJs and look at old photographs. I decided to do some spring cleaning in the wintertime, since I have a lengthy vacation from school. It's time to toss out the old, and bring in the new. I am feeling the winds of change lately, not just with stuff. But I do believe that my literal stuff coincides with my inner stuff, and cleaning it out and clearing it up is just the thing to do right now.

Yesterday I went through my closet, and found some darling tops I could wear, if I could have reached them in the melee filled with extraneous vestments. OK, now my words are just too flowery. Let me clarify: I have too much stuff (in general) just waiting to be shared with someone who will actually use it!

I am passing on the 30 + tee shirts and lace tops that could fit a preteen, as well as the patterned tops that don't suit me. I have also been holding onto faves that are hanging there looking like a favorite...if I would only wear them. It's hilarious how I can be so attached to items of clothing. I still have like 5-6 different blazers and sweater type deals that I want to use, but just forget about.

I get hooked on certain outfits, so I end up wearing maybe 2-3 different combos per week. This includes Costco tank tops and yoga pants, give or take a sweater and/or hoodie. Lately I add an adorable lime green knit hat with a tassle on top, and a seafoam green scarf that almost matches. I wear the same ones all week, since I am such a creature of habit. In choosing an outfit, comfort is a key element, along with utility, and of course, cuteness. If I smile in awe of my awesome sexiness when I put it on, it stays. ;)

I've been thinking of all the stuff I have accumulated over the years, and what it says about me now and then, and in between now and then. I am currently glancing at a bookshelf overflowing with used and new spiral notebooks, some dating back to 1992. I used them as journals for many years, and not all of them are filled completely. I have kept old textbooks, from 1990 and beyond. Seriously. Then I have the beginnnings of a notebook for recipes, unfinished of course, along with all 4 years of my high school yearbooks.

But oh, no, it doesn't stop there. In addition to all of this random crap, I have...you guessed it...more random crap! I won't even bore you with any further detail. Let's just say that if my house burned down, the only thing I would really want to be sure I had are my cats. I would definitely want all of my photos, a lot of my books, and some of my paperwork, including an unused passport. But, I would not be devestated without it.

This yearning to live simply has been brewing for quite some time. I sit amongst clutter daily, and have begun to feel the discomfort of being somewhat immersed in it. I believe that having ADHD has propelled me, since it can frequently be the cause of the propensity for cluttering. If I didn't have these "symptoms", I may not have grown tired of the mess I find myself sitting in. So, I guess it has been a catalyst for change. Yay. I knew that being impulsive and innattentive could be good for something. I get these ideas, you know, like a bee in my bonnet (so to speak), that will direct my course. This is one of those moments.

It's time for a change...And I am ready. :)