more please

When I started this journey I had only one thing on my mind – to get rid of all the stuff that was irritating the hell out of me.  Perhaps I thought that once I had done that my life would be sorted.  Much like the “if I lose 20lb/get a new job/earn another £10,000/get married/have a baby [delete as appropriate] everything will be perfect”.  But life isn’t like that, you can’t measure contentment, despite the Government’s determination to measure of happiness it cannot be done, it is not a determinable constant measurable on an analogue scale.  On the other hand if you are prepared to measure logarithmically perhaps it can be done; the happier you feel you are the happier you become.

I have achieved a huge amount in only a month or so.  We have a huge house and it has happily held a lot of stuff for a very long time.  I have cleared books, clothes, kitchen equipment, linen, jewellery, paperwork,  It is true that stuff will expand to fill the space available. We have a lot of space and I am a very organised person.  I knew where everything was, everything was in its place and apart from a few hot spots the house didn’t look cluttered (except perhaps to a serious minimalist).  But I knew it was and boy have I been proven right.

Despite everything I have managed to do thus far there is still a long way to go.  Am I downhearted?  Absolutely not.  I am thrilled.  The more I achieve the more I want to achieve.  As I move around the house putting away washing, cleaning the sink or picking up the detritus generated by three teenage girls I see more opportunities to declutter.  I worked through my jewellery yesterday afternoon in just under an hour, while I was at it I reorganised where it went and gave my dressing table a once over.  Result – clear space, jewellery I will wear and three daughters delighted with the rejects.

The less I have the more I want – more of less.



travelling light

Thank you for your patience whilst I was away.  I hope I haven’t lost too many of you in my absence.  Turkey was beautiful.  Very hot but the exceptionally clear sea  more than made up for that.

However, the thing I am most proud about is that I went away for two weeks with a small suitcase.  Not quite small enough for hand luggage unless travelling first class with someone like BA, but pretty darn compact.  Not only that but I could easily have done with less.  By the time I dumped the empty suncream/shampoo bottles and my very elderly beach towel that had clearly seen better days I had quite a light suitcase for the return journey.  Oh go me.  That was a first!

Holiday purchases? A few.  The practical were the Turkish beach towels.


Pure cotton, delicious colours, compact and double up as kikois or shawls.  I challenge you to get five traditional beach towels into hand luggage!

Less practical but beautiful.  This ring. I tend to wear chunky silver jewellery.  Only a few pieces but this fits perfectly (and takes me to 34 items ….)


Now it’s back to work on the clear out.  Unpacking is a great time to clear out because you have to find space for the things you are putting back.  I did the shoe cupboard and my handbags yesterday afternoon.  As I am on Project 333 I’m not using any of them at the moment but they are still there and will need a clear out.  There are still more than I need but they have been pared down by about 40%.  Bags and shoes were my downfall, much more than clothes.  But more about that tomorrow.

It’s good to be back 🙂