These are blown out tulips from spring. They’re still pretty even when they’re almost done.
Why is it so hard to get rid of stuff?
I’m not a pack rat and I love to get rid of things yet I can’t seem to declutter like I want to.
We did a little project cleaning out the linens that were stashed all over the house and when we were done it was like a half-drawer of stuff to get rid of.
And later we went through a few things in the garage and it was the same thing, like a grocery bag.
We did get rid of some ancient camping gear so a cubby hole in the basement that no one would ever look at is now almost empty.
I look around at my stuff and try to honestly evaluate whether I’m ever going to look at it or use it again and most of the time I’m convinced that I will.
Or else the thing was a gift and I feel bad getting rid of it.
Ugh, but also I feel smushed by having so much stuff. I’m going to keep chipping away at it.
