Breaking Cycles...

I think that I have a tendency to hold onto things for sentimental reasons. I don't know why. I'm not a hoarder...my apt is not filled to the brim with boxes and bags of stuff that I'll never use or don't even know why I have them. I just sometimes hold onto things. I tend to put things in piles as I clean...to organize them. Sometimes those piles stay in one place for a while, other times they are dealt with swiftly. I'm keeping less and less these days. I get it from my grandmother and my Dad. I know that. My Dad could probably find you minutes from his very first school board meeting, if you needed him to and gave him time. Mind you, he was elected to the school board when I was in kindergarten...and lets just say I have been out of high school for 20 years now. I used to keep all the bills when I paid them...marked with when I paid and the check number and amount. Why? No clue. I had files and files of them that I finally had shredded and destroyed. I can look at the cancelled check and prove it was paid if I need to, and, thankfully, alot is paid online these days, so I don't have to keep those piles of paper anymore!

I love when I get rid of some piles...it feels less cluttered, more spacious. Now I just need to apply that to some other areas of my life...here's to hoping! Every week I watch Hoarders, I just think to myself...it's not me and I know that it isn't. It is one of the reasons that I have stopped giving my parents things/objects though. I send them to dinner for birthdays...a trip for their anniversary...a Broadway show for Christmas. Now I give them memories...which, in the long run, are better anyway!