Showing posts with label lists. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lists. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

The Bucket List

Toward the end of my footloose days in college (or maybe even as far back as high school?) I started to piece together a bucket list. I wrote it in a journal that's now tucked in box in my parents' attic, awaiting yet another move a year from now--to wherever that may be.

A recent walk with my mom prompted me to wonder about my progress on the ol' bucket list.

We passed a house with a sailboat parked on the side. My mom said she'd always wanted to go sailing, and I said, "Me too; it's definitely on my bucket list." To this, my mom replied, "I never had a bucket list. I like to live in the here-and-now. I don't have a lot of wants or needs."

For me, a bucket list isn't about wants and needs--it's more about goals and aspirations.  I admire the fact that my mom has been able to achieve what she wants out of life. Maybe I keep a list because I'm young and ambitious, or maybe it's because I have to write stuff down or I forget it. Either way, I like my bucket list, and I think I'll keep adding to it and checking off items as I grow old.

Here are just a few of the items I can recall listing:
- Play basketball in college.
- Move to a city in which I've never been or where I know nobody.
- Run a marathon.
- Live in a ski town.
- Earn my master's degree.
- Write a book.
- Go on a sailing trip.
- Write for a magazine. 
- Climb a mountain.
- Marry and live a simple life based on family, friends, and faith.  (Is it OK to put marriage on your bucket list?)
- Be my own boss. 

This is quite the shabby blog entry. Note to self: Hunt down that journal and add to this pitiful semblance of a list.

Oh, and for your daily dose of inspirado (as my friend Leslee says), here's one of my favorite quotes that's been screaming at me lately:
Our lives are not determined by what happens to us, but how we react to what happens; not by what life brings to us, but by the attitude we bring to life. A positive attitude causes a chain reaction of positive thoughts, events, and outcomes. It is a catalyst ... a spark that creates extraordinary results.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The stages of simplification

The first step is admitting you have a problem.

This is true for many-a-thing, but for me this is in reference to stuff--specifically clothing, papers, newspaper clippings, notes, old bills, handbags, Cougar Athletic-issued gear, books, magazines, old race T-shirts, shoes, and winter accessories.

I need to ... I must ... get rid of this stuff! I thought I did a great job of purging myself of unneeded and completely unnecessary items when I moved from Austin back to Portland, but somehow, over the course of seven months I have managed to accumulate a ton more STUFF. I can't stand it any longer.

As much as it pains me to part with some of my clothes, I am going to do it. I have to. For my sanity. I want to look into my closet and actually see my shirts, slacks and sweaters. I love clothes so very much, but I can't handle the chaos that is my room. Perhaps if I wasn't living at home again I wouldn't notice the mass amount of stuff I have, but since I am, and since I will be moving again in a year, I need to consolidate.

The thought of simplifying my life sounds so sweet. Living a clutter-free life is more than appealing. It's something I want to strive for the rest of my life and pass along to my children. I simply do not need all that I have, and others can benefit from my hand-me-downs and donations.
I have one garbage bag full of clothes, and that is just Round 1. I plan to--as gut-wrenching as it might be for the clothes horse that I am--get rid of even more and as soon as my excessive-stuff-removal is complete, I plan to abide by the following set of guidelines:

1) Purchase items I cannot live without only. If I really, really think I cannot live without a new top or pair of jeans, I must make sure it fits (applying the "if I lose five pounds this will fit" rule can never apply under this new set of guidelines), and I must carry it around the store for a serious duration of time OR place the item on hold and "think about it" for a while before purchasing.
2) Just because it's on sale does not mean I need to buy it.
3) For every one thing I bring in to my closet, I must find a new home for another item (or two!).
4) Read and recycle mail or file it away immediately. For every bill that could be received electronically, I must go paperless.
5) Every time I buy a magazine or a new cooking magazine comes in the mail, I must give myself a two-week window of opportunity for reading. Rip out recipes I want to try and file them in a cooking binder. Recycle old magazines or donate to the library.

This is just a start, but it's something I hope to stick to. I can't stand the clutter any longer. I should post a photo of my overstuffed closet but it's just too embarrassing. No one needs that many shirts, shoes, pants, jackets, skirts, or dresses (even though I am a firm believer one can never have too many dresses)!

Please help me in this endeavor. I need all the encouragement I can get.