I just threw away several large white tablecloths. Yup. You heard me. I threw them away. I did not donate them, I did not upcycle them, I did not pass them on to a neighbor or friend. I took them out of the linen closet, put them into a giant garbage bag and tossed them.
It was very freeing.
I have discussed my recent quest for a simpler life before, a home not overrun by stuff, but filled only with treasures that I deem essential. Of course, I still want to look at family photos and cherished pieces from my dish collection. I just no longer want to spend my potential free time dusting an endless array of tchotchkes and climbing over boxes filled with items I may (or most likely may not) use someday...
...which brings me back to those tablecloths.
I have cleaned out my super teeny tiny linen closet so many times over the last decade, I can't even count. Every single time, I'd pull out those cloths, look at the HUGE stains all over them, stains I had tried numerous times to get out with no luck, shrug, fold them up and put them back in the closet. Plain white tablecloths, they were not expensive, I don't remember where I got them or who may have given them to me, so they were certainly not sentimental, yet I could not throw them away. Until today. What changed, I don't really know. Or maybe I do.
Sad news, a move...they were the kind of events that get you thinking about what really matters. Suddenly stained tablecloths became extremely unimportant. Their value diminished to almost nothing. I thought about how many hours I wasted arranging and rearranging that closet to make everything fit. Then there were the hours I wasted thinking about the overcrowded space, stepping over clean laundry baskets filled with the sheets that wouldn't fit inside, because of the stained tablecloths on the shelves. I don't want to waste hours stressing about silly things like that anymore.
Last night, I sat in a recliner in my mom's room. We watched Modern Family reruns with other family members and laughed...a lot. Even my mom. I cut flowers from my garden and brought them to her the night before and fed her fruit. When I came home, I cuddled up on the couch, held my kids close, breathed in their delicious scents while we watched a movie until the wee hours. These are the things I want to spend time doing.
It took me a mere ten minutes to organize that closet today. I was mercenary as I went through each shelf. Now, every single item in it is important to me or necessary and more importantly it all fits easily. No muss, no fuss. I guess sometimes you have to say goodbye to the unimportant things in your life to make room for the stuff that really counts.
Besides, I'm really more of a placemat girl.
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