Confession: I am completely for minimalism. And I completely struggle with it. These thirty one days are a chance for me to focus.
I'm burned out, friends. Past burned out. And I am so. stinkin. tired. Tired of spending my days picking up. Tired of reminding my toddlers not to touch. Tired of spending my days managing my stuff.
And to me, a cluttered home is a cluttered mind. I get flustered when my house is crazy. My blood pressure goes up. The more on the floor, the easier I get frustrated. And what sort of way is that to live?
So, I'm going through things. Again. Really analyzing. Asking myself this question:
Is this thing worth taking time away from actually being with my family to deal with?
Because I have to admit, they are a pretty awesome family!
Is the stuff you are dealing worth it?