I like stuff. Who doesn't? And I am the product of two survivors of the Great Depression. My Mom, whose parents aspired to be lower middle class, was caught between a need for stuff and an intuition that elegance demanded open space. She got things and gave them away in an endless cycle. My Dad didn't much care, beyond books--the one thing
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and, of course, if you lay down some newspapers in the sun to kill some grass, i can put in flowers, too.
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It's a vicious cycle.
I have, lately, been trying to get rid of stuff. I'm actually quite impressed with the twelve! boxes of books that have left the house. One can almost see the book shelves.
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Chantal
Check out: http://www.theclutterprincess.com
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