Sometimes, I think I am a hoarder. And I am only half kidding. In my relatively short life, and my limited amount of space, I have managed to accumulate an impressive amount of clutter. I don't want to think about how much money I spent on things, that I don't even use, or that I aspired to use, but never really did.
Currently, I am a student, and I live in a small dorm-room, with a small basement room to have some stuff in. And throughout the years, I have been buying a lot of things, but I have not really been throwing anything away. Whenever there was something I didn't really use, i just put it in my basement room, to "sort it out later". Out of sight, out of mind.
As you can imagine, living here for 3,5 years, this have given me quite a bit of junk in the basement room. All from 7-8 years old clothing items, barely used rollerskates, half used shampoo bottles for when I wanted to try a new product (but didn't want to throw the old one away, in case I wanted to use it again), empty storage boxed that I no longer wanted in my room, and other stuff. There are two half-crushed moving boxes full of old clothing, and the rest is thrown in at random, mostly in grocery bags, or old storage boxes. Everything just thrown in there in one big pile.
In other words, my basement room was/is the stuff of nightmares. So I decided to start decluttering. My basement room measures around 1 or 1,5 meter on the short sides, and around 1,7 or 2 meter on the other side. I am not really sure. But when I started, the pile (and it really was one big chaotic pile of junk!) reached up to my waist; more than 1 meter in height. I am not joking; when I opened the door to dump more stuff in there, I had to be careful, because there was a considerable chance that it would start pouring out.
I have now started decluttering, and have gotten a few things done. I use the 7 step method to do so. I started by doing a decluttering of my dorm room, to have a relatively clean area to work with. Then I went down to the basement room, and grabbed maybe 7 grocery bags full of old clothes, and dragged all of it up to my dorm room. I have sorted out a good part of it, but some items are harder to decide on than others. I actually found a few pieces to put back into my wardrobe (I am also working on updating my functioning wardrobe, you know, find the right note, and make sure everything matches with something, and so on), so it is not all bad.
For me, this is going to take some time, but for every bag of junk I throw away/recycle/donate/sell, I feel a little lighter, and more motivated to keep going.
I will probably keep you updated along the way. Feel free to comment with your own succes (or horror) stories, it is always fun and inspiring to hear.
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