Quick question: Is anyone else feeling overwhelmed by the amount of stuff around them?
I am. Everywhere I go in the house, piles of stuff are staring back at me.
Daring me to walk to the window without experiencing stabbing pain in the soles of my feet.
Taunting me and my less than perfect housekeeping skills.
I can't seem to focus. I feel frazzled and frustrated. Lately, the only place in the house where I feel calm is here.
Yesterday, enjoying coffee at this table with a good friend, I realized why I like this space so much. The trees, the sun and the perspective are a given. It is also the lack of stuff. A table, couple of chairs and some plants. That's it. That is all we need when we are in this space which got me to thinking that there are so many other places in the house where we don't need as much as we have.
So I am setting to work today, on this the last day of the school year. I won't get it all done today but it's a start. And when our summer officially begins this afternoon at 2:10, I will feel a little lighter.