I Let My Kids Destroy Our House So I Can Stay Sane
I used to be a mom who kept a very clean house. But after kid two, and then kid three, I had to learn to let some things go.
I used to be a mom who kept a very clean house. But after kid two, and then kid three, I had to learn to let some things go.
I’ve been in a heavy and dark place, and I’m finding I feel weighed down by all of the “stuff” in my life. It’s time for a purge. A big one.
Looking for more variety, more unique and special items, than the shelves of your department store has to offer? Try Goodwill!
The reason my aging parents’ things have made their way to my home—and the homes of my siblings—is they’re moved to a senior living apartment.
End of school is here and we’re stuck again with mounds and mounds of mementos – but how do you keep the memories and not the clutter?
Our culture has kind of latched on to this “decluttering mania” and “throw out forty bags in forty days for lent” kind of mentality that can lead to a big sense of failure. I don’t want that for you.
Oh, who am I kidding? I’m not calm. I’m not collected. And I’m
Saving doesn’t come naturally to most of us—unless you are one of the
“They’re only young once.” The words are superimposed on an idyllic picture of
Spring cleaning has always been something I have looked forward to. Out with
I used to be a mom who kept a very clean house. But after kid two, and then kid three, I had to learn to let some things go.
I’ve been in a heavy and dark place, and I’m finding I feel weighed down by all of the “stuff” in my life. It’s time for a purge. A big one.
Looking for more variety, more unique and special items, than the shelves of your department store has to offer? Try Goodwill!
The reason my aging parents’ things have made their way to my home—and the homes of my siblings—is they’re moved to a senior living apartment.
End of school is here and we’re stuck again with mounds and mounds of mementos – but how do you keep the memories and not the clutter?
Our culture has kind of latched on to this “decluttering mania” and “throw out forty bags in forty days for lent” kind of mentality that can lead to a big sense of failure. I don’t want that for you.
Oh, who am I kidding? I’m not calm. I’m not collected. And I’m
Saving doesn’t come naturally to most of us—unless you are one of the
“They’re only young once.” The words are superimposed on an idyllic picture of
Spring cleaning has always been something I have looked forward to. Out with