Decluttering Your Life, Letting Go

Dirt Sucking or Life-Sucking?

I remember the day my father produced the brand new red Kirby vacuum. In true Dad fashion, when he would decide to purchase a new rather than used appliance, it had to be among the best, even though he must have known that in our house, it would be only a matter of weeks or maybe months until… Continue reading Dirt Sucking or Life-Sucking?

Decluttering Your Life, Letting Go

Odysseus Couldn’t Have Resisted a $5.00 Shirt Either

Consider this statistic: “Self storage – a business devoted to providing people a place to house their extra stuff – has become a 17 billion dollar annual industry in the United States, larger than the motion picture business.” (Daniel Pink, A Whole New Mind) Hmm…do you get the feeling that it’s not just those people on… Continue reading Odysseus Couldn’t Have Resisted a $5.00 Shirt Either

Decluttering Your Life, Letting Go, Philosophy

I am Not My Stuff

“Whenever you set out to do something, something else must be done first.” -Murphy’s Law As I sit here, I am ten days into my New Year’s Resolutions. They are: Lose 25 pounds (I could deal with 15. Ten would be nice, even). Follow a strict household budget. De-clutter the house and get rid of… Continue reading I am Not My Stuff

Decluttering Your Life, Letting Go

Hold the Mustard

My father is a hoarder. Shh! He doesn’t know, but he makes Fred Sanford look like a neat freak. Everyone but my dad knows he is a hoarder, but he prefers "collector," or better yet, "antiques dealer." You might think that this means his house is full from floor to ceiling with boxes, papers, knick-knacks, and… Continue reading Hold the Mustard

Decluttering Your Life, Letting Go

How I Became Addicted to Pants

I recently found a picture of myself from when I was about six years old. I was standing with my brother on a bulldozer in my uncle’s front yard. It had been there as long as I could remember, which, admittedly was not very long at the time, but as of this writing, 36 years… Continue reading How I Became Addicted to Pants

Decluttering Your Life, Letting Go, Philosophy


I guess it would have to be the ice box. That’s what I keep coming back to, anyway. I was eleven years old, and I was sitting in the back of my dad’s van on the shag carpet floor. All around me were boxes filled with various books, antiques and collectibles. He called it “inventory.”… Continue reading Problogue

Communication, Politics

The Power of our Words

Margaret Atwood wrote, “A word after a word after a word is power.” Never have I seen this more in my lifetime than in the last year and a half. Until this last few days. I have seen and heard most of the ugliest speech our language permits traded back and forth between people during… Continue reading The Power of our Words