This post is not about decluttering
It's about what happens when you have decluttered.
Last night I realized that the tiny white gold stud earring I've been wearing in the second hole in my left ear was gone, most likely a victim of some irrationally exuberant affection from my 2-year-old son.
Because I'd (finally) sorted through the boxes I brought home from the office when I was laid off, I knew exactly where the other earring (I bought a set of two) was.
It's a little thing. But a big little thing.
Last night I realized that the tiny white gold stud earring I've been wearing in the second hole in my left ear was gone, most likely a victim of some irrationally exuberant affection from my 2-year-old son.
Because I'd (finally) sorted through the boxes I brought home from the office when I was laid off, I knew exactly where the other earring (I bought a set of two) was.
It's a little thing. But a big little thing.