One of the things I’ve been doing during my employment-free period is decluttering and cleaning out. Today’s target was a closet in my home office/craft room/auxiliary guest room. It was chock full of stuff. Craft stuff, wrapping paper, old halloween costumes and fabric for projects I will never start, let alone complete. I got 3 big trash bags of stuff that neither I nor anyone else will ever want, plus a couple of boxes full of stuff I’ll sell a a yard sale this spring or donate. Cleaning out closets reminds me of a cartoon my father brought home from work decades ago. It said “Doing a good job here is like wetting your pants in a dark suit. It gives you a warm feeling, but no one notices.”
One of the hazards of having a house that’s far bigger than I need is the tendency to just keep everything, just because I have the room. I mean, why not – I might need it someday. Well, you know, a lot of that stuff came with me when I moved here 6+ years ago and I hadn’t even looked at since, so I don’t need it.
It’s a good feeling to declutter. It feels somehow symbolic of what I’m going through. Casting off the shackles of stuff, like I cast off the shackles of a job I no longer liked. It gives me a warm feeling.
(Oh, and by the way, today is my official termination day. After today, I am officially unemployed. Weirdness.)