Tim Burton and I had a tête-à-tête at his exhibition yesterday. Marvellous, inspiring and overwhelming! By the time I left my eyes were spinning like those spirals that feature frequently in his movies.
When my daughter and I arrived home, we both had a similar reaction to our day. She removed everything from her busy top shelf in her room, and put three items on it in a very artful and considered manner. I tore through the house yelling what can I throw out? Quite a few hours later I am still going. TOO MUCH STUFF.
I am constantly taking STUFF to the op-shop, putting things on Ebay or selling things. Still my cuppeth runneth over. Too much. How does it happen? I have some stuff rules. Something comes in, something goes out. The stuff fights back though and creeps in when I’m sleeping or recreating. If you lose vigilance for a minute you have seven toasters that came from your late great aunts estate, and 42 pairs of stockings that are ALL fabulous and required for a specific occasion.
And then there is the gifted STUFF. This is tricky for me as I aim to be polite and keep myself nice. I hate saying thanks but no thanks, or I don’t think that will go in my house, or ‘OMG that is disgusting’. Sometimes other people’s need to purchase stuff to fulfill their needs, spills over to mine. I wish I could just take a deep breath and say STOP IT RIGHT NOW!
This does not imply a lack of gratitude. I have been gifted some extraordinary gifts at the most opportune moments. Yesterday a girlfriend bought me a gorgeous lacy top from a Recycled shop in just my size and color tones. It fits like a glove and makes me feel lovely. NICE. I have been gifted books from my wish list when I’ve almost wept with joy at the rightness of the gifts. And sometimes the sheer unexpectedness of a well-timed gift, is a gift in itself. It’s what to do with all the not so right things. The ‘special’ wedding gift that doesn’t go or feel right anywhere. I tend to hang on for a while and then move it on.
So how to tactfully manage STUFF and important relationships is super tangly.
I am a big fan of experience gifts, or non stuff presents for people. Tickets to a show they would like to see or afternoon tea somewhere super special. I also love food gifts, especially for foodies. Gorgeous olive oils, local produce and even home-grown hampers. People seem to appreciate them and they don’t create space wars. And of course I always like to check with someone if there is something people would particularly like. Everyone has a secret wish list.
So today I’m looking around my house at what else needs to be further culled. Nothing is safe or sacrosanct.
As I plan my return to work soon, I am getting out the light saber and cutting through the unneccessary debris, and creating room for…..? Who knows what space might create?