5 questions about unnecessary things and 6 rules for effective cleaning
In the coming sales season, we are still pulling out to buy another summer skirt, a few more toys for children, and some more dishes at attractive prices. How to avoid unnecessary purchases and buy really necessary? Cleaning will help: putting order on the shelf-by-shelf method not only makes it sobering, but also teaches how to treat things correctly.
A mess on the table or a wardrobe full of junk, it would seem, cannot influence the feeling of happiness, but the order gives a person strength and energy. The decision to disassemble shelf after shelf helped me calm down and markedly made my life easier.
Actually, I spend a lot of time on cleaning, so I did not expect to find a lot of trash. But as soon as I had a closer look, I discovered a lot of things that had been lying in the most inappropriate places for a hundred years. I noticed a wall clock with dead batteries, a pile of unread books on the floor in the hall, a mirror leaning against the wall and not hanging on the seat.
Here are the questions I asked myself when restoring order:
- Does any of us use this?
- Do we love this item?
- Will it be replaced if it breaks or is lost?
- If so, is it where it is needed?
- And if not, then why do we keep it?
So, shelf after shelf, I dismantled the whole house. I even came up with a few key phrases, or rules that made the process more effective.
Get out constantly. Noticing an empty box of flakes or a trail of toothpaste on a mirror in the bathroom, I began to clean it immediately, without giving empty promises: "I will remove it later."
Buy what you need. Often trash in the house accumulates due to unnecessary purchases, but sometimes purchases help to bring order to the house.
I always try to buy as little as possible. I buy only one bottle of contact lens fluid. I do not buy items with limited functionality - for example, a laptop bag or rubber boots. I use a plastic bag with a zipper.
I do not want to buy what seems to me beautiful. I often think: “Maybe I don’t need it” or “I will buy it another time.” But I often suffer because I do not have what I need, or have to use something that is not intended for this purpose.
But shopping lovers say to themselves: “Maybe I will need it someday,” “Why not buy a few things of different colors?” They waste time, money, energy and space, often suffering from their unreasonable extravagance.
Drop your projects. The surest way to complete a project is to drop it. The main source of trash in my apartment (and in my mind, too!) Were unfinished projects. Analyzing a shelf behind the shelf, a wardrobe with toys, I found a set for making a model of a scene in the mountains. We were going to do this with Eliza. In the store, everything looked fascinating, but when we opened the box, we found the instructions on several pages.
“Looks like it's not easy,” I said, setting the box aside. - We will do this another day.
Only a few months later the box caught my eye again. Now I got something from her that could be useful, transferred it to another place, and threw it away myself.
Forget about feng shui. I was often advised to learn feng shui - the Chinese art of placing furniture and things in order to stimulate energy, prosperity and harmony. Some of the principles of this doctrine are quite practical (getting rid of wilted plants or photos of former friends), but in general this teaching is alien to me. Well, I do not want to add purple to the zone of prosperity - I'd rather spend time and energy on other changes.
Clean the surface. Somehow, helping my sister Elizabeth to understand (it was her idea!), I noticed that, despite the general clutter of the kitchen, the surface of the dinner table was absolutely clean. The perfect proof that clean zones remain clean and those that are cluttered up are cluttered up even more.
Surfaces are designed to work, not to store. I learned this principle and now I try to free the surface whenever I can.
Think about appearance. I wanted my apartment not to look cluttered and cramped. As the piles of T-shirts have shown, I have not mastered the art of folding clothes. One of the delights of adult life is that you should not hesitate to ask for help. I knew exactly who would help me! One of my friends in high school worked in a children's clothing store. "She knows how to fold clothes!" - I thought. We met, and I handed her a T-shirt. A friend critically examined her and rendered a verdict:
“Hmm ... She won't hold a form.” The fabric is too thin.
- You just show me how to do it.
She turned the T-shirt over to face her, and then bent the left sleeve to the center, followed by the right sleeve. Having folded both sleeves, she turned it over and folded it in half — everything took a few seconds.
“Practice more often,” she advised. - It's very simple.
And I began to practice. I put all the t-shirts in the house. The stacks of neatly folded clothes instilled joy in me. Probably, the surgeon experiences the same feeling at the sight of instruments laid out in perfect order.
When analyzing shelf after shelf, I suffered most of all because I could not decide what else would be useful and what was no longer needed, but it had some value.
I felt a deep affection for the subjects, which in my view were related to my daughters. Sometimes it is easy and pleasant to get rid of children's relics - I took in my hands a photograph of smiling Eleanor against the background of a pile of diapers that we did on the day when we got rid of them forever. But more often such actions cause a sense of loss. There were things that I could not part with: Eliza's first glasses in a bright blue and yellow frame, Elinor shoes, a mermaid costume, children's books. But how to store all this?
And suddenly an idea came to my mind: you need to create a memorable box for each girl. I just turned up two large boxes. I signed them and put them in the girls' rooms to collect everything I needed. I thought that the boxes would be full to the eyeballs, but I was mistaken: the girls didn't put much of their “jewels” in them.
That's what I noticed: once I allow myself to save an item, I immediately get rid of a lot of trash. Having kept a few good drawings of my girls, I threw out a lot of ordinary kalyak-malak. I have always had a hard time getting rid of toys and books that my girls no longer need. But when these things passed on to my charming nephew, I did it without the slightest regret. I sent him two large boxes of clamshells and a cart with plastic food, which he did not let go of when he visited with us. The thought that Jack would like all of this softened my sense of loss.