Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Day 8



Hello.  Nice to meet you!
What do I do?  Oh, I’m a Stuff Manager.
Gosh, no, I don’t really like it but, isn’t that what everyone does?
My daily routine involves looking through my stuff, putting stuff away, organizing stuff, feeling guilty because I haven’t organized other stuff, fussing at my kids because their stuff isn’t put away, wading through misplaced stuff in our garage, piling up stuff I’m tired of so we can sell it, packing away stuff I’m really tired of to give it away, asking my husband where he put his stuff, sorting, washing, and drying our stuff, and then dreaming about more stuff that I want and the bigger house I “need” because my precious stuff won’t fit in our current house–I guess it’s too small.
I never planned on being a stuff manager, it just kind of happened and now that’s my job.  Oh, gosh no, I don’t get paid for it.  I just do it because I think I have no other choice.  I have a whole other job that I get paid for and I use most of that money to buy more stuff.  I’m training my kids to be stuff managers too.
What? Why are you looking at me like that?

Wow.  This really puts things in perspective.  I feel like I am definitely a stuff manager, but no, that's not what I want to be.  My dream is for the house to be well-organized enough that things can go quickly into their places, and I don't have to stress about constant organization.  To a certain degree, I do need more space to really do this.  However, this is a good reminder to be very careful how much "new stuff" I acquire, just because I get more space.  Also, to remember that people are more important than stuff, and not to stress so much about the messy stuff.

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