I have too much stuff. It’s hard work to keep my house looking tidy and I live in a constant state of having a clear out.
I keep a bag on the small chair nearest my front door permanently ready to receive the latest items I’m ready to send to a charity shop.
Consignments go off every week and I hardly ever let myself bring anything new in any more (I exclude clothes, shoes and books from that rule…) but still it feels stuffocating.
I’ve read Marie Kondo’s book, as previously mentioned, and found some great ideas in it, but I don’t have the time to do my whole house as she insists is necessary, so I have learned to live a constant state of slight failure about it.
But today I was putting some wine glasses back in the dining room cupboard my eyes rested on these stripy ones. They are my very very best glasses bought in Venice from a tiny dusty looking shop in a back street.
They had the striped ones in the window and I stopped dead knowing they were special. After I’d gone in and ordered a mixed set from the charming proprietor (they send them to you at home, it’s brilliant), my instincts were proved right.
A little probing had him admit that Meester Armani buys his glasses from him.
Every time I look at my striped Venetian glasses they make me happy. They were terrifyingly expensive, but I don’t care. I love them.
As Ms Kondo says – they give me joy.
So after that revelation I went round my house looking for things which give me joy. This is just a random selection from three rooms.
It was so uplifting to go through looking for things I love – rather than things I can get rid of.
I sat back own at my desk feeling not like a guilty crap failure for having an overstuffed house, but very lucky and happy to have so many things which give me joy.