Clutter Speaks Out

Hello? It’s me, your clutter. Listen, we need to talk. It’s not like we really do much together anymore. I’ve been hanging out in the guest bedroom, and you haven’t been in there for ages. To be honest, I’ve been wondering if you’re trying to avoid me? Not gonna lie, I feel completely adrift. There’s…

When Clutter’s Personal

A surprising amount of the clutter that fills our homes falls into the category of evidence that we’re loved. Here are the notes and letters all my friends from school sent me.  I’m likable. I’ve kept every Valentine and birthday card I was ever given.  I’m lovable. Here are the torn, stained, hand-me-down baby clothes…