KICK START TO MAY.

 Hi Guys,

Writing this entry on 1 May, but will show up as 30 April I am sure once I publish.  Such is the way of the internet and all that it involves.

Well, absolutely nothing has been done much in the way of decluttering.


But that's okay.


Only thing we had time for was the wedding and concentrating on my health and that was all I could achieve in this last month of April.  Had to be done and glad that we did concentrate on this most important moment in time that will now be a lasting and most wonderful memory.  Walking my daughter down that aisle to her next path of her future life is a moment I will treasure forever.

That being said, nothing on the home front has been worked on.  Shocking, I know.

Couldn't due to the back and hip issues getting worse rather than better.  Now I am booked for a procedure that I am hoping will work to stop the constant pain so I can get things done.  If this does not work, it is off to a specialist.  I just cannot allow this to just continue.  I have to do something about the pain that is affecting my life in all levels.

Little things are being done, but far too slow in light of the possibility of my having to sell my home sooner from what I would ideally like to.

This weekend my son and I will put some rubbish that has been left in the backyard into garbage bags to put into the weekly bin each week in order to get that out of the way.  I plan to sit under the carport  this weekend no matter the weather and go through what is left from the side of the house finally and bag the unwanted items and pass on anything of value or interest to the Salvo's.  I doubt that there will be much left that I could use after being out in the weather for so long.

As for my shedding the kilos, I have taken a month off to regroup and re-energise for the next block.  Am staying level for the moment, which is ideal and shows that I am on track and holding firm to my new and what was my old eating habits before the avalanche of horror events overshadowed my life for many years.  No more comfort eating for me.

Just like with the clutter, it is a matter of getting to that point, where your brain and desire match, to make that decision and be able to get through the rough patch to beat old by now well entrenched habits and thought processes to be broken.  I do believe that dealing with the clutter at an even pace as I have has helped me find my way back to my old self again.

Every one's story will be different, but this has worked for me and the willpower has surfaced from somewhere and stuck around rather than floundered.

I am at the sticky end financially and in the middle of the transition period that will last for the next month of May.  Come June I will be able to reassess and see how I travel in June and July, at which point, I will know how I am placed and be able to make more informed decisions.  Which is if I sell in 2017 (which was my plan all along) or now.

Whether I hang on or not is no longer a point of pain for me as I have been researching areas of interest to live and affordability and what I would need to make it achievable.  Like anyone, I would like what I want, but now I am equipping myself with local knowledge, I no longer feel I will be missing out or a burdan.  Just shifting my wants, along with taking into count my needs.

And the research is fun.  Going out into the local environs is opening up my eyes to so much potential.  It also has shown me other wonders out there.  It may even change the course of my ways and open up more areas to me that I otherwise would never have known.

Here's me discovering that the work does not necessarily mean 'hard yakka' at all.

However, to get there, I still have to get 'all this what is left stuff' sorted.

I need time, but running out of it fast.

There's that pesky time again.  Time to get my jiggle on and just get it done so I am still young enough to enjoy this next chapter of my journey without all this stuff and open up to other new adventures.

This entry is a brief one and will leave you with a few photos of the wedding that was.

I am one very proud Mamma Bear.

With my little smurfette.





And here she is now... wow... how time has flown by.





Some funny snaps, just a handful, to enjoy from the night.

          
          


A selection of photos from the ceremony.  What a beautiful happy Bride.

Special brooch from my Mum (my daughter's Grandmum ~ and not forgetting my Dad her Granddad as well) was added to the bouquet with a second, just out of sight, that represented my big sis (my daughter's Aunty).  Both not physically with us any longer, but very much in our hearts and there in spirit.

It is these times we live for to enjoy and remember.  It doesn't have to be as elaborate as a wedding.  Just happy pleasant moments dotted throughout our time here.

The stuff will still be there, as it is for me, but gee it is nice to have these happy moments in amongst the long hard slog.

Hoping by my next entry I will have progressed further.  That is my next step to achieve.  Get this bod moving, so I can get the stuff moving out.  There is always August when the next hard rubbish will be upon us and plan to gear up for that one.

One massive clear out.

When I started this blog that was all about a topic that has so much shame and judgement attached to it, I fully expected that I would be writing this with no one reading it ever.  It was just to help motivate me to get this done, being back than what a huge task I had ahead of me.

I will end on an interesting statistic about this blog I have been writing for over 4 years now, translating to 50 odd months and have had on average over 400 views per month worldwide from all corners.  For such a 'buried' topic and a blog that is not widely followed, it just goes to show how much all hide this from others.  I still live in hope that this subject comes out in the open more fully in order to help those better help themselves without the shame attached.  I can only try but add to this possibility by sharing my journey with clutter and as to how and when it overwhelmed me and how I have dealt with it without too much judgement from others and the shame that has been attached to it.

Rome was not built in a day.

Take care.  Be kind to yourself on your decluttering journey.  You will get there.

Cheers for now
Anita