Author: Jayne D’Arcy
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I’ve been drowning in stuff forever. A recent stock-take found four computers, three cameras, five bikes and three guitars. And two young children. Add countless clothes, books, CDs and photos, and a lot of sentimental knick-knacks. Despite regular donations to the op shop, my home was still filled with stuff, much of which I didn’t really like.
My kids won her over quickly (lucky for them), and she asked for a tour. I showed her my bedroom first. I started to feel pride. It wasn’t bare, or minimalist; it was filled with things that sparked joy flower made suggestions as the tour continued. “I’d hang something here,” she said, pointing to walls. She suggested ways I could make frequently used items more accessible and gave us a lesson on folding fitted sheets, T-shirts and towels. She rearranged my kitchen containers in a few seconds flat (I took a photo so it can stay that way!)
Finally, we got to the large pile of stuff by the door that I’d been unable to deal with. Flower picked the items up and asked me how I felt about them. We smashed through them, assigning each piece to its new home.
The instruments I’d held onto for decades are now at the local high school. There’s a painting that I can’t decide on, but Flower said even she regrets letting some things go. I’ve decided to wait. As for the kids? They’re definitely staying.
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