Living Simply. Progress Report 2

I emotionally lost it the other day in all this de-cluttering.

At first, I was on a roll. Things were being tossed left and right without much thought. I was being brutal.

My teddy bear from childhood was being tossed. (However, my mom couldn't bear to have it in the garbage and rescued it for her house.)

My old band jacket didn't make the cut and ended up in the garbage.

All of these things just sit in a closet gathering dust. No one wears them or plays with them. They will not follow us to Heaven. Having a picture of the item should be enough to remember.




And then I hit a wall.

Jon and I sat down one night to go through all the Playmobil. We were planning on keeping some of our kids' favorites and selling the rest.

In the beginning of sorting things out, I was doing really well. We planed on letting go of some of the things that our boys rarely played with. I was ok with some of it, and then my sweet, wonderful husband wanted to let more and more go. I just couldn't do it. I admit that I love our Playmobil. It fosters the imagination like few other toys. I keep imagining our little ones playing together with all these wonderful toys.




So, most of the Playmobil will stay. We have a few sets to sell, but not as much as we originally planned.

I failed with the Playmobil, but we did get rid of so much other stuff. I still need to tackle the laundry/craft room. Hopefully, I will be able to let go of more.

To be continued....