By Diane Ako
I hate clutter. Hate, hate hate.
I like discarding and organizing. Editing, as it were. Words or stuff.
My house has never been more cluttered than after I had a child. It's partially that we have a third person who needs and generates possessions. It's also that my kid likes to collect stuff and we are often too tired to do a deep clean.
I have been thinking about this blog topic for, seriously, two years. Whenever I go to my garage to use the laundry machines, I often have to move all kinds of crap out of the way to get to one machine and then the other. If I have to get to the sink to hand wash, forget about it.
The collection is everyone's: Claus' bike gear, Olivia's scooter and stroller, our shoes, and lately, items intended for our dojo- taking up space in my garage.
For a couple weeks I was prepping for a kids' pool party and there were about 10 noodles, inflated rafts, and inflated rings piled in random spots waiting to be given away at this party. This, in a space that's like 10x4'. There's a small, narrow path one navigates to get around to the washer/dryer, and once there, one has to move items around based on what area one needs to get to.
My friend Noriko said she lives in such a small residence, she was very militant about discarding her daughter's unused toys. I have to admire that.
I discard things about twice a year but it seems like it regenerates automatically! I can't keep up.
I try to view it as the hallmark of a family with a young child, and that one day I'll miss seeing all the kid toys. I don't know... any suggestions on how to manage the STUFF?