A reader calling herself Gramma writes: “My clutter consists of piles of old magazines and newspaper clippings about important subjects: politics; religion; history; civil rights movement; black history; women’s history; sociology; etc. After I got rid of about half of it, the remainder is keeping me from renovating my home, selling it, and moving to be nearer my son and his wonderful family. Although I know I would be much happier after I move, something (laziness?) is keeping me from finishing the job. The rut I’m in is obviously so comfortable I’m not motivated to climb out and achieve my remaining life’s goals: writing my autobiography and several other books; traveling; and doing more volunteer work. Since I’m now 70 and still in good health, I need to ‘get with the program’ and achieve my goals before it’s too late. What’s wrong with me?”<\/p>\n
What’s right with you, Gramma, might be the better question. You’re rounding a bend, and you sound deep enough “as is,” without the papery clutter of those “important subjects.” Don’t hate the mess, but get outside help to liberate yourself. Hang a crystal over the worst of it, play exciting music as you clear it away.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A reader calling herself Gramma writes: “My clutter consists of piles of old magazines and newspaper clippings about important subjects: politics; religion; history; civil rights movement; black history; women’s history; sociology; etc. After I got rid of about half of it, the remainder is keeping me from renovating my home, selling it, and moving to…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":24,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-842","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n