It is, though, kind of like buying a gym membership to make myself exercise. I am starting a blog of the things I fling (declutter) in order to make myself do it. That's only part of the reason: I also want to tell me story. Yesterday I tried to get rid of a whole bunch of books, including children's books in French, and I got so bogged down in my feelings about:
- leaving the classroom a few years ago (I taught French)
- dropping the ball on raising my kids bilingual (the eldest was bilingual until he was 3, then English shot ahead, and I got tired)
- the very little attention French gets from me anymore (or the very little French attention I give myself?)
- millions of teaching ideas that pop up as I look at the pages but I don't know when to create them, since I've got a day job that I like (that does not involve French)
- fear of failure
- scarcity mentality
- and so on
The blog gets its name from an evening in 2003 when my husband had moved already, and I was getting ready to move right behind him, with the three-year-old and the newborn. The movers were coming the next day and I was not done packing. I was sleep-deprived, had postpartum depression and anxiety, and found myself completely unable to make decisions. I asked a friend (my son's daycare provider at the time) to help me, and for hours she stayed with me and held up objects, saying for each one, "Keep it or chuck it?" I would try to reason whether I needed/wanted/loved it, or I would tell its story, and she would gently interrupt me and say, "Keep or chuck?" It was painful, but the persistence is what I needed (and why I broke down and called her in the first place).
I usually use the FlyLady term "fling" when I'm getting rid of things. FlyLady's question is, "Does it bless this house?" When I am helping my kids clean up, I say, "Keep or fling?" But something about the urgency of my current flinging decisions (one, to fling freely, and two, to do so in a blog) brings me back to the immediacy of my decision-making that night. Keep or chuck. "Chuck" has a sense of power and finality.
That said, even my helper of that night, Michelle (of ReMiks Jewelry), might agree that this wouldn't be much of a blog if each entry had only a list of items marked "kept" or "chucked." My intention is to fling at least one item every day, and tell the story that needs telling.