For anything worth having....

For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice... ~ John Burroughs

Unfortunately, Mr. Burroughs is all too correct. I feel like a woman obsessed or addicted; every where I look, there is MORE CRAP and I want it GONE. Piles of books that I want to read someday or might use as reference someday. Drawers of clothing that I might wear someday when I {lose weight, don't have technicolored hair, need to dress up}. Boxes of recycling stuff that we may someday use for craft projects. Bins of things that caught my eye for gifts to give *somebody* someday. I'm working...slowly, painfully, FRUSTRATINGLY working towards parring down, organizing, sorting.

The headache is there is good reason and good intention behind all of it. If I have it when I need it, I won't have to go out and spend a ton of money for that moment. In theory. If I can find it. If I remember I have it. *sigh*

I've spent the last couple of days wandering from "project space" to "project space", gleaning through the stuff, making piles...but then I get distracted by {the kids, meal needs, the phone, sleep} and the space is left midway, looking far worse than when I started.

GAH!!! Patience has never been a strong suit for me. I guess it's part of being the "instant gratification generation". I didn't put in a garden for years because I couldn't afford big beautiful plants, and I finally bit the bullet and put in the tiny plugs I could afford this year. Next year, they will fill out, flower, and I'll have something that looks like a garden that I can add more plugs to. The house is like that. A little bit now, a little tomorrow, a little the next day, and everything will have a place.

I need a plan of attack...something better than what I have been doing. I love collecting stuff, and that has been my own undoing. Now I have to swallow my pride and sacrifice stuff that still has Goodwill stickers on it because it hasn't been used in the year(s) since I bought it. It's HARD. *wry smile* It sounds so stupid to put it so honestly, but there it is.

*deep breath* This too will be conquered the way you climb a mountain. One step, one day at a time.