My name is Michael and I am (apparently) the King of Clutter.  Seriously.

I am NOT a Hoarder!

Over the past few years, I have collected an enormous amount of books, paper, clothes, shoes,  gadgets, collectibles, kitchen tools, garden tools, etc., etc., that have made their way into our home.  Now, please don’t think I’m some hoarder like you may have seen on one of those crazy reality television shows.   I’m not quite that bad.

But seriously, I have accumulated way too much stuff.

It’s time to get rid of it.

It never used to bother me, but for the past year or so, I’ve started to feel constricted by it.  Some days it almost smothers me (emotionally).

I can’t deal with it any more.  (My wife will be very happy to hear that!).  She has told me, on several occasions, that she cannot take much more of the clutter.  Perhaps she’s said it so many times that I’m immune to her complaining.  (Not a good place to be.)

It’s time for change.  SERIOUS change.

Why I’m Doing This

This blog’s purpose is two-fold:

  1. I want to document my journey to a clutter-free life.  I will spill my guts and show you the good, the bad and the ugly.  Without getting too private, I will be as transparent as I can.  Showing and telling you how I make my way through the process.
  2. I want to help you.  I promise to give you all the tips and tricks as I learn them.  My best advice is this:  never let all the ‘stuff’ get into your house or apartment or car or office to begin with.  But that would be too easy, wouldn’t it?  We are human.  We’re not like that.

A Little Background Information

On a more personal note, I am  fifty-one years old.  I was born and raised in the Midwest and have lived here all my life.  I have a wonderful wife (who is the antithesis of clutter)  and two boys (ages 13 and 18).  The boys are (sadly) starting to follow in their dad’s footsteps and are starting to show tendencies of a clutter-er.  This needs to stop!

It’s not so much that they bring all kinds of junk into the house (like I do), it’s more the fact that they don’t take care of the things they have.  There are clothes on their bedroom floors, papers not put away.  They leave the kitchen in a big mess after they make a meal — Dishes on the counter, some in the sink.  Those that make it into the dishwasher look like they were tossed in, not properly placed in the racks.  They have a bad habit of not making their beds.  Bath towels?  All over the bathroom floor.  Books and magazines?  They are left on tables, the floor, beds, etc.  Let’s just say there is plenty of room for improvement, okay?

And here’s the dirt on me:  I guess I just love ‘stuff’.  I have been a collector of it for a long time.  And some of the stuff I collect is very, very trivial.

When I say “collect”, I don’t necessarily mean it in the sense of ‘collecting coins’ or ‘collecting old can openers’.  I seem to collect paper, travel brochures, books, magazines, and things like that.  If you saw my computer desk and the space around it, you would see what I mean.

I also have a hard time getting rid of boxes.  For example, when I bought my label-maker a few months ago, I kept the box.  You know, in case it was defective and I had to send it back.  The box is still laying on a ‘stack’ of stuff next to the bookcase in the master bedroom.


It’s Time to Move Forward

Nothing horrible, I know.  Boys will be boys, right?  They are great kids.  They just need some help with life skills.  Hopefully it won’t be a case of the blind leading the blind.  : – )

Their messy habits need to be replaced with better ones.  My messy habits need to be replaced with better ones too.

Join me on the journey.


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