Today I was doing some cleaning. Way past due! Not the deep down and “Martha Stewart” kinda cleaning just the dust, sweep, vacuum stuff. While I was rearranging the dust and cat hair I once again became aware of how much I have.
I am one person with two bedrooms–and rarely an overnight guest. A bath and a half–and I can only use one at a time. I have two sets of dishes, many many glasses and mugs, lots of pots and pans…and I don’t entertain or cook much. My cabinets, closets, and bookcases are full–and there is lots in them I never use or even think about.
Anyway, while I was doing my cleaning thing I realized that though I don’t like the cleaning of all this accumulated stuff I do like having it. It pleases me to have it. It makes me comfortable and happy. More importantly, I know that if it was all gone tomorrow I might not be pleased or comfortable or even happy but I would be ok. I would still be ditzy me and I would still have the really important stuff–given to me and the I have to give.
Today, I am thankful that have my stuff and that I know it is not what makes my world go round.