Last night, MP and I watched Hoarders on A&E. On purpose. I don’t watch a lot of television so it was nice to sit down and relax for awhile; however, I’d never seen a full episode before so I actually wasn’t relaxed at all. I realize hoarding is a serious mental condition that affects nearly 3 million people (according to the show) and I would NEVER make fun, but I couldn’t help but assume that those nearly 3 million people reside somewhere in a “Land of Excess”. Like, I don’t know how many poverty-stricken, malaria-ridden, third world country residing folks are hoarding right now, is what I’m saying. I don’t even know what they WOULD be hoarding, if they did? Goats, maybe? I don’t know. Doesn’t matter. Can’t trust a goat, they eat everything. Point it, it just reminded me of two things: 1- to be thankful for everything we have and 2- I should probably be giving my excess away.
I want to simplify: do or die. And I’m sure the Marine Corps probably won’t mind my alteration of their famous saying. They stole my birthday, so we’re even. Ooh-rah. I love organization and cleanliness. I think I’ve discussed before that I’m a little obsessive about list-making. I was born to do it. And when our house gets in disarray, I FEEL it. I get almost like a claustrophobic feeling of things closing in on me and I get aggravated. Funny how the cleanliness of one’s house can dictate one’s mood, but it does. MP can testify. So in watching this show last night, I was overwhelmed with a sense of guilt and urgency. Like, I felt a little guilty for sitting and watching television and that I needed to hurry up and purge our house.
Because it was late, I resisted the urge to scour our toilets. Instead, I did come up with a plan to de-clutter and am excited to be starting this weekend. MP just doesn’t know it yet. I like to surprise him. It’s the little things, ya know?
And now? A picture: