I was watching a reality TV series called Hoarders last week on DSTV; it’s about American families who are confined within their own living space due to their inability of getting rid of things. This show might not be riveting or adrenalin pumping but it does leave you with an emotionally intense viewer experience. The act of hoarding is more physiological than anything else; some people have a strong emotional attachment to possessions that are no longer in practical use or relevant to their lives.
A few years ago before finding the love of my life, I too was once a victim of excessive collectiveness. Most of my belongings were memoirs, souvenirs and antiques which I had regarded as potential artefacts. My collection of treasures included high school love letters, doodles, favourite t-shirts (worn out) and little bits of collectables I had acquire in my youth.
The situation really frustrated my girlfriend, she kept throwing out what she thought was rubbish only to find it in the same place the next day. There was no way I was going to let go years of history and precious memories, my mind set ultimately caused a rift between us and Taryn was soon out of the house. Apart from suffering from ODC (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder), Taryn actually had a valid point; the junk I had been collecting in my life was really starting to get out of control. Our home had become a dump site, a heaven for dust mites and I was not able to see this. I thought the solution was getting a bigger house but the resolution had to start from me.
Taryn was going to be my future wife and I had to make some drastic changes in my life in order to save our relationship. After reading books on how to get organised (Strangely, these books were muddled around the house) I was determined to free up my living space and create a healthy environment for myself and Taryn to work and live in. The first thing I had to learn was “Letting Go”, it took me 5 days to clear the monstrous mess that I had caused over the last 5 years.
I cleared up all spaces that were not being used regularly, like my closet, garage and basement. After piling up all my unwanted junk in large plastic bins, I headed off to the local Brick & Brack store and sold the entire pile for R1500.
Then, after drowning myself in red bull energy drinks, I had managed to install multiple racks and storage systems in all areas of the house.
With the help of my best friend where, I was able to re-arrange the existing furniture and also add new decorations that I had bought from the money I received for my unwanted goods. I must say at the point the house was looking pretty sterling.
Apart from tapping into my fanshui , I has to clean up my mentality and rid my mind of old habits . The fourth day was the hardest for me as I spend most of my time chucking love letters into my fire place.
Day five I called Taryn to come over and surprised her, including myself with lovely romantic dinner in a clean and cosy setting.
I have since managed to keep our new home clutter free with help of this cool website that offer great storage solutions in South Africa. Though we might have our quarrels about living space, my life has never been as organised as it is today. Cleaning up my act has sparked a lot of great things in my life, we have to learn to let go of things that are no longer relevant in our lives especially it is directly affecting the people we love.