I fear clutter. I find watching Hoarders and Hoarding:Buried Alive (they have subtle differences you know) cathartic and motivational to clean and to organize. I try to keep my sentimental things stored away carefully and with two children I try not so save every post-it note drawing, though it is tempting. I make regular sweeps of our closets and toys and try to re-purpose ( I may take away the noisy toys and ugly shirts) and donate things we don’t use. I restrain myself from keeping too many magazines and no longer subscribe to any newspapers (there was a dark time when I tried to read the Wall St. Journal daily).
If I feel I simply must have a recipe, then I 3 ring punch it and keep it in my oh-so-not-tidy binder. I do accumulate professional journals at a higher rate than I read them but I may SOMEDAY get to them, if I didn;t feel guilty about something I would be so lost.
I am addicted to digital clutter. Where as I can be prudent and disciplined about physical stuff, my digital life is a mess. I have over 17,000 messages in my yahoo account, over 1000 of which are unread. They are mostly spam and retail emails that I didn’t delete because they had a sale or a promo code that I might have needed say 5 years ago. Once it gets this big, you can’t sift through them one by one, it would have to be an all or nothing purge and my sentimental side won’t allow that, the emails when my husband and I were wee lads and lasses, quickbook backups I mailed myself, pictures that I know are there just waiting to be forwarded.
My house is really organized, cds are in alphabetical order, lots of files and tabs, my closet is separated by season, I keep nothing on the counters in the bathrooms but soap. How is this dichotomy possible? Let’s talk about digital photos, shall we? I kept the same iphoto library for about 7 years and never made a new library, it just got so big it would take minutes just to open the program, knowing the end was in sight, I made sure I had backed everything up to an external drive, but what will I ever do with those photos? I think that is why I tried to keep up with Snapfish pictures several times a year, I can order physical copies, have an off-site back-up and pretend that my photo hoarding problem doesn’t exist. My mother was a photo hoarder and even now she will send off a heavily duct-taped and extremely dense box of duplicates and triplicates of photos from my childhood so I can be a hoarder too.
I have to really stop myself when it comes to domain name hoarding, this can get expensive even with the promo codes I have stashed in my 17,000 (not kidding, wish I were) emails. It starts with a brilliant idea, which leads to a domain name search, followed by a frantic, adrenaline induced buying frenzy. “It’s available! I must seize this domain before the internet pirates who are watching my every move scoop it out from underneath my very finger tips! It’s GOLD, Jerry!” I do let some of them lapse, though it always makes me a little sad to see them go. My new thing is to try to sell them, but I am pretty sure that the cyber-world is full of wide-eyed dreamers like me who think that buttermybiscuits.com will make them a fortune!
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