[GeorgiaMa'am]

I organized about a third of my bedroom. It's been awhile, so I had stuff piled everywhere. I did the first third yesterday, and tomorrow is for the last third.

There's a huge pile of stuff at my curb. I heard on some news program today (can't recall which) that a lot of people are getting rid of clutter due to staying at home during COVID-19. They discussed how clutter tends to be generational - people from the depression area never throw out anything that might be remotely useful some day; even broken things that could possibly be repaired. The Boomer generation feels a sense of obligation to store memorabilia - for a generation that doesn't want it. The latest generations just don't want clutter, period. I'm Gen X, so I guess at heart I really want to get rid of clutter, but I was raised by people with depression-era values. I have plenty of junk that might be useful "someday", or that I could sell in a yard sale, or that somebody else might be able to use. I have recently decided, though, that if I don't just get it out of the house, it's never going anywhere, and it will just be left here for my relatives to eventually deal with. Therefore, it's going on the curb, where it will eventually wind up in a landfill - which makes me feel rather guilty. But at least I will feel guilty in a house where I have more room to walk than just paths between all the piles of junk.

So, that's what I accomplished today: decluttering, self-guiltifying, and rationalization.