Sunday morning – such a bliss. Coffee freshly brewed, computer on and sun is shining. Considering London is one of the most gloomy and dark city I have ever lived in (expect Sweden) I have a good reason to celebrate.
The whole week however was rather sunless. If not the daily workout and a few coffees a day (by now you may have realised I live on coffee) I would have fallen asleep standing.
Nevertheless, yesterday while sipping (another!) latte I figured out it would be a good idea to plan the spring cleaning. I mean to plan and not to actually do the spring clean (this is so Me!). Since I was little I always had my working desk organised tip-top but as far my wardrobe was concerned – it was always a total disaster.
It was a reflection what was important to me and what wasn’t. 20 years later nothing has changed but one thing. Messy environments start to piss me off (I am getting old, right?). You think this would be enough to organise the surrounding. Oh, well not for me. I rather use this time to work, read, enjoy a walk in the park… The idea of never-ending, Sisyphean task which does not benefit my personal development is very daunting. But, even if I could forget all the messy surroundings there was something in the back of my mind saying: this is just too much. Too much stuff, stuff is everywhere: underneath the bed, in the storage cupboard, on top of the fridge.
The truth is I maybe use 30% of all the things I accumulated so far: books I never come back to, clothes I never wear, cosmetics, bags, shoes. I only need a bare minimum to function.
And here is my secret weapon: “The life-changing magic of tidying” by Marie Kondo. Yes, I do need some inspiration and a proposed system to tackle the piles of unnecessary stuff. May force stay with me…