The final tasks are done: The curtains are hemmed and hung up, the bed is made, the room is clean and functional and inviting. The sheets are fresh and crisp, there is nary a cat hair on the bedspread, the delightful smell of Christmas is wafting out of the oil diffuser because my calendar may say August but my heart says December 24th.
IS THIS MY HOUSE OR DID I JUST DROP PEYOTE ACCIDENTALLY.
The big reveal is here, too. Finally you can see my terrifying Before and my completed After:
It doesn’t even feel like the same house. I love it. I am beyond happy.
Of course I have learned some selfhelpy life lessons from this here GRAND MFING ADVENTURE because that is my way. I will now share this which is also my way.
- I was holding on to the past. I didn’t mean to hold on to the past! I pride myself on being all about today and the now and yet, OK, I was 100% holding on to the past. Even if it was out of laziness and anxiety, I had a whole room just piling up the nostalgia. The remnants of my past are dead energy and all those old papers and books and doodads and items that I didn’t love (but kept just because I’d always kept them) were weighing my home down and they are now gone. I can feel the change in this whole house!
- Everything was blocked because of that hoarded room. Now that it’s clean, the flow of creative energy has ramped way up and I’ve started decluttering every corner of this house. My projects are getting a bump, too, I think I just feel happier overall. It’s reflected in every room and in my entire attitude.
- I can’t back-burner clutter management ever again. I recognize now that I love to collect and hold onto things and also I’m a procrastinator. So I have to set weekly/monthly routines in place to keep the situation situated. It’s OK. I don’t love to floss but I do that, so I can declutter on a more regular basis.
- If I wait to feel motivated I’ll die waiting. Motivation comes from starting, even if it’s a small corner of a task. I tried this strategy over and over during this process and it worked. When I was overwhelmed, I just backed up and did one tiny task. The action itself created momentum and that got me motivated.
- It gets easier the more I do it. In the beginning it was hard for me to part with anything. And remember when I had a mini-meltdown over a paperback book I had never read? Yeah. By the end of July I was able to get rid of old pieces of writing I had been holding onto (and moving across the continent) since HIGH SCHOOL. What once was completely off the table (parting with nostalgic items) felt like the next logical step.
- Taking pictures of items really does work. It helped me let go of all kinds of things — pattern books, personal writing, photos, doodads.
So it’s now 1 p.m. and I’m heading out to get my car washed and run some last-minute errands before driving to LAX to pick up Drew. Aside from a conference call tomorrow (and email, always email) I’m mostly off work and it all feels like a vacation for me, too.
OH. Check out me being the hostess with the mostess:
If you want to check out the whole guest room saga from end-to-beginning, be my GUEST (hah! see what I did there!)