I set a task for myself: today I'll provide balance to my recent run of purchases. [Through Pani Karolina, I have been acquiring all the necessities for my Warsaw apartment. Though I've kept it to a minimum -- one pot, one frying pan, one set of sheets, etc -- nonetheless, I've felt very consummerish lately.] I'll clean out, delete, flush out, get rid of stuff here at the farmhouse.
And after breakfast...
...that's exactly what I do. I reduce my supply of books yet again, by at least a third, I eliminate most anything I haven't worn recently, and I empty a year's worth of photos from my photoshop folder. (Okay, that's sort of a cheat as it takes no room to store stuff on a computer, except I'm straining the capacity on my very ancient MacBook, so this is not an insignificant endeavor!)
It feels grand. It always feels grand to downsize, to minimize, to declutter your environment. Indeed, I want to do even more, but I think I'm getting a little bit reckless and besides, there is dinner to prepare.
But first, we haul bags and crates of stuff to Goodwill. Uff!
Everything around me now feels lighter and brighter, even though I am sure it's more in my mind. Ed points out -- you hardly made a dent, to which I retort -- maybe you could get rid of some of the moldy road maps from the 1960s in the basement, even though I know I'm going to get something like -- they're of historic value! from him, and I do.
The younger family comes for a Labor Day cook out and I cheat heavily, because I cook the chicken brats and the corn indoors (easier!). I'm hoping they won't notice. Snowdrop usually distracts us from such details.
(Here, she devours my predinner snack of roasted beets...)
(A moment of respite for the mom...)
Finally, dinner. Lovely, calm, beloved by Snowdrop. Chicken brats? yes!! corn? yes!! garden tomatoes? yes!!)
Strawberry ice cream? Yes!!
I can do this!!
(A flurry of polka dots!))
Yes you can.
The Labor Day weekend draws to a close. Oh, but it was such a good weekend!
And after breakfast...
...that's exactly what I do. I reduce my supply of books yet again, by at least a third, I eliminate most anything I haven't worn recently, and I empty a year's worth of photos from my photoshop folder. (Okay, that's sort of a cheat as it takes no room to store stuff on a computer, except I'm straining the capacity on my very ancient MacBook, so this is not an insignificant endeavor!)
It feels grand. It always feels grand to downsize, to minimize, to declutter your environment. Indeed, I want to do even more, but I think I'm getting a little bit reckless and besides, there is dinner to prepare.
But first, we haul bags and crates of stuff to Goodwill. Uff!
Everything around me now feels lighter and brighter, even though I am sure it's more in my mind. Ed points out -- you hardly made a dent, to which I retort -- maybe you could get rid of some of the moldy road maps from the 1960s in the basement, even though I know I'm going to get something like -- they're of historic value! from him, and I do.
The younger family comes for a Labor Day cook out and I cheat heavily, because I cook the chicken brats and the corn indoors (easier!). I'm hoping they won't notice. Snowdrop usually distracts us from such details.
(Here, she devours my predinner snack of roasted beets...)
(A moment of respite for the mom...)
Finally, dinner. Lovely, calm, beloved by Snowdrop. Chicken brats? yes!! corn? yes!! garden tomatoes? yes!!)
Strawberry ice cream? Yes!!
I can do this!!
(A flurry of polka dots!))
Yes you can.
The Labor Day weekend draws to a close. Oh, but it was such a good weekend!
