
Clutter Is…
Webster says: to fill or cover with scattered or disordered things that impede movement or reduce effectiveness
Free Dictionary says: a confused or disordered state or collection; a jumble
From Clutter to Clarity by Nancy Twigg. I love her definition of clutter… “Anything that complicates your life and prevents you from living in peace as you live out your purpose.”
Erin Doland of Unclutterer defines clutter as “any distraction that gets in the way of a remarkable life.”
2 Causes of clutter
Anything can become clutter. It is not only stuff but our thoughts can become clutter as well.
1. Stuff ~ Stuff without a home is clutter.
For example, you have 10 different medications/vitamins sitting out on the counter; some are in use and some are not. You are always shuffling them around and you just can’t help but feel like there could be a better way of dealing with them.
2. Thoughts ~ Thoughts of inadequacy or discontent is clutter of the mind.
For example, you love sales and shop all the time because you are discontent with the clothing you already own and feel inadequate when you wear certain things. You keep telling yourself to keep buying the latest and greatest because it will make you feel better.
Clutter is a stepping stone to disorganization.
Later I will take these examples of clutter and show you how it turns into disorganization. Here is my new definition of clutter…
Clutter is any thing or thought that
prevents you from living life to the fullest!
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I’m with ya, sister. I’m going on the de-clutterization journey. Thanks for the help!
“Clutter is any thing or thought that prevents you from living life to the fullest!”
Love that! That is pretty much my definition of “busy” too!
Tanna clutter does not only impede our space but crawls into our brain and our wellbeing as well. The tradionally thought of Japanese have it right with their design sense where everything is well placed. Momma (and now I’m Momma) had it right when she said “everything has a place, and everything in its place”. Makes so much sense. The one thing at 46 years old that I can’t yet seem to tame (with 3 men in the home) is piles of laundy…some of it clean, folded and unworn. It drives me ABSOLUTELY NUTS to see piles of laundry. Little bits of food in the sink, a missplaced magazine, a not so perfectly hanging towel I’ve learned to get over…..piles of laundry I have not. Suggestions are much apprectiated. BTW I am perimenopausal but timing seems to have no affect nor does a low-dose of Valium.
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