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Spring is Sprunging – Sort of

Published May 7, 2017 by mindfulofchatter



It is May. Time for spring to leap forth and the weather to warm up. At least on the west coast. The Mid West may have to wait a bit longer. My days of living in Minnesota taught me that snow in June was not an unreasonable thing to expect. Yeah, it was still unreasonable to freeze at night in JUNE. But let’s move forward.

My little corner of the world is still quite damp and chilly. Today was a sunny day, but the winds were coming off the ocean and they were cold. I think we have a little way to go before the weather is truly warm.

But today was good day to re-think my small space and DO something about what I perceive to be a mess.

Because this place is so small (and crappily built), I had several items of clothing in plastic tubs. This does not work for me. I began yesterday with the closet. ALL the skirts (and there are a lot of them) came out. Each one was appraised for size and frequency of wear. The same treatment was given to the jackets and the tops. The pile of things to leave got steadily larger. I had bought a set of sheets. I dislike the feel of them (they are microfiber and feel slimy, even after washing – ew), so they joined the discard pile. I cut down on shoes (again), keeping only the ones I actually wear often. Dresser drawers were pulled open, emptied, sorted and re-loaded.

Then I had to make it all fit without using the plastic tubs. With a huge pile of things to go away, this was easier. I re-arranged my dresser drawers to fit more things in the drawers (AND in a neater fashion than before). When I was finished, all my skirts, jackets, and summer tops were hanging up. My shoe rack had shrunken to fit in the closet (before this, it has been quite tall and outside of the closet), and the shoes I had left fit on the rack. The one remaining plastic tub now holds the extra hangers, and other odd and ends I rarely need, but want to keep. It is tucked under the short tops in closet.

The rest of my little room wasn’t spared. The blue end table I’ve had for the past 5 years was cleared off and given to a friend who needed it. Other odds and ends were sorted through and a box was set up for donations. Furniture was moved to new locations.  The carpet was vacuumed within an inch of its life.

I began sorting through family photographs and keepsakes. I am dividing them between my kids, and those will be mailed off over the next few weeks. It is time for them to have those things. It is time for me to let them move on.

I have a crap ton of stuff stored under my bed (limited space meant pressing the under-bed space into service). That is also on the chopping block. I haven’t gotten to all of it yet, but I will. Some of it will stay, but a lot of it will go. I just don’t ‘need’ all that stuff any longer.

Some the stuff went to a local thrift store, but all of my clothing went to a women’s shelter. I always try to give my clothing to a shelter. My roommate was going right by the drop point and generously took all those bags for me. I hope they help someone begin anew.

I am not finished. There is a lot to sort through. But I have a good beginning and I am happy with how things are going so far. There is something satisfying about putting your space in order and making it better. I suppose because I can’t do what I’d like to do, this better than doing nothing at all and being miserable.

Overall, today was a good day.


Published June 20, 2016 by mindfulofchatter

Highway Signpost "Downsizing - Straight Ahead"


It is an odd thing to begin to prepare to be homeless and live in an RV. There are things to be done and decisions to be made. Having a home for the entirety of ones life means there is a lot of downsizing to do.

Over the years I have downsized quite a bit simply because I got tired of hauling so much stuff with me. Having less feels lighter. Once you downsize, you find you don’t need things any longer. It feels good.

Now I have to decide what I can keep and what I can’t. What is important, and what is just stuff.

Of all of my furniture, there is only one piece I loath to sell. My desk was my mother’s desk. It is called an organ desk because it was made into a desk from the shell of a small organ or piano forte. It looks exactly like some of the piano fortes you see in period films. My mother found it in some little antique shop and had it refinished. It is odd and beautiful. It one of the few things I have from her. But it won’t fit in an RV. All in all, it’s just a desk, but I will miss it.

My things, my stuff, my set-abouts all have to be packed into something small enough to fit in an RV storage space. I have all ready whittled them down to things I cherish most. I cleaned out my fabric stash and that is down to one medium-sized bin. I doubt that will come with me, but the other medium-sized bin is the one that hold my stuff. All of my stuff must fit in that bin, or it goes. I am a good packer, so I think very little will go to the wayside. I am glad I did sort through and donate not long ago.

There things that will need to go to my children because I can’t keep them. Family photos, my father’s medals and other family items that need to be passed along will be passed along sooner than I thought they would. No worries, I am the only one who had children and my sisters have no interest in these things.

Artwork, posters, antique photos, antique fashion plates – all the things the decorate my walls will have to face some sort of sort and sell music. Some I will not part with quite yet and will have to pack carefully. Others will be given to friends I know will love them and appreciate them.

My sewing machines will be one of the toughest things to decide on. I know there won’t be room for both the sewing machine and the serger. There may not be room for either one. I won’t know until I find a vehicle and can see how much room there is. The cutting table, the dress form most of my craft and sewing stash will have to go. I know this. I don’t like it, but I know there won’t be room.

I appreciate those who have shared, and those who have donated. Every small donation works towards the larger goal. A friend of mine shared my gofundme with a group that has 10,000 members. Ten thousand! To think that is each person donated $2, I would be well on my way to my new home. That is mind-boggling indeed!

Please continue to share:

Thank you all so very much. I appreciate it, and so do the dogs. Well, the dogs just want to eat and ride in car. I can only imagine an RV will be heaven for them.

Home and travel all in one.