Shredding, shredding, shredding

As you may guess by the title of this post I’ve been shredding a lot lately and doing even more decluttering around home than I thought was possible. I’m not the kind of person that holds on to possessions but they can always be just a little more organised.

I used to live in chaos because I never used to know where to start to stop the chaos. If something is so hugely overwhelming that you have no idea what to do it consumes you almost entirely but start somewhere you must.

I actually began some years ago by listening to a good friend who holds Lasting Power of Attorney (LPA) for me and is also a financial adviser. He took a good look at my income and my outgoings and showed me where I could be saving money and, more importantly, how to save for a rainy day. I now have my rainy day money and I manage my financial affairs, for the most part at least, quite well.

Once I stopped worrying about money I could concentrate on other things and the flat became tidier (though it will always be tatty) and I am able to feel more in control. These past few days have been about shredding old paper work that was from my last job and now that it’s gone all the file boxes can be used for storing my things. It’s lovely to see them all stacked up neatly and almost everything has a place and is in it.

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I’ve gotten rid of a chair that was beginning to really bug me this week and have been able to move my tallboy (more of a medium boy actually) into my store room and get my dining table out again so I have more space and I like the look of it. This is an incentive to keep the level of domestic chaos down considerably.

I’m getting a new kitchen installed – hopefully before the end of the year – and I can buy more cupboard space than they are obliged to give me so I’m already planning that in my head.

All this will give me the time and (literally) the space to manage my health and I’ll be able to do it at my pace without the nagging of the things that need to be done dancing around in my head. Now all I have to do is work out a way to get the laundry pile down to a manageable level. Anybody got a box of matches they don’t want?