I love watching Obsessive Compulsive Cleaners (if you are based in the UK you know what I’m taking about). I always watch it though knowing I can empathise with both sides. Am I the only one?
I have always liked things nice and clean. That satisfaction of seeing things clean and the smell of bleach always makes me feel like I’ve done a good job at getting things clean. I always liked to have products ordered and essential ‘back ups’ in the cupboards. Gradually, though and at the risk of this sounding like a counselling session, I realised that surrounding myself with ‘back ups’, was getting out of hand.
My mum rang me one night and asked if I was every going to come back and take some of the stuff I had stored at hers. I have lived in London for over a year now and the stuff I “temporarily” stored at hers, was clearly not needed and more importantly my mum wanted her space back. We tried the video chat/photos of what can they chuck out and managed a fair bit of de-cluttering, but the room was still full of my “treasure”.
That really got me thinking about the stuff I had in my flat, which was fast becoming a home to lots of ‘back ups’, (plus all the stuff at my boyfriend’s flat!). I realised it needed nipping in the bud before my flat just became another dumping ground and booked a ticket to mum’s to get clearing!
Although, I have never had any formal counselling over it, I think losing my dad and a relationship breakdown several years ago had a lot to do with the need to surround myself with things that made me feel ‘safe’.
After finally getting my life sorted and finding happiness, I no longer feel there is any need for all that stuff, or any other rubbish in my life 🙂
So, here is the massive cleaning undertaking…