Yesterday was a lot of pitching out what had become clutter. Pitching out starts with a plastic garbage bag and an urge to get back to clean spaces; a desk top swept free of piles of paper that have slowly accumulated over several months, notebooks emptied out of still more paper that has lost its usefulness.
Boxes with even more paper gutted with the boxes themselves getting pitched too.
Sitting here this morning, enjoying the results of yesterday’s pitching spree, I suddenly realized that dogs don’t have clutter.
They’re not interested in jotting down phone numbers, web sites, to-do lists or project ideas, recipes or titles of books that they’ve read or want to read.
They don’t collect stones, post cards, small figurines or stuffed animals given to them by family and friends. They don’t have any use for magazines, pens, note pads, photographs or business cards.
They don’t see the need to vacuum. Dust. Or pitch.
They don’t get distracted or carry grudges. A good chew toy goes a long way to placate them. They don’t need mail order catalogs, three pairs of sneakers, copiers or cameras.
They don’t live their lives around scheduled meetings, dinner reservations or deadlines.
Take me as I am is pretty much their philosophy. If they like you, it’s enough for them to be where you are.
Take Jasper, for instance. He’s pretty happy taking in the sun, sleeping on his dog bed, waiting for my husband to come home. Sleeping late in the mornings. Playing with his squeaker toys. He doesn’t need to have squeaker toys. In dog nomenclature, squeaker toys are probably clutter. But. He likes ’em.
He likes his dog bed too. It’s an orthopedic dog bed. A relatively new purchase when we realized that for an 8 year old Great Dane, although still pretty lively, Jasper was favoring one of his back legs. He didn’t “need” a new dog bed. We needed it for him.
Maybe this post isn’t about clutter as much as it’s about striking a balance between having too much clutter and just enough. Too much clutter gets in the way of what’s important. It can jam up creativity, hamper your view and hobble your walk as you navigate around it. Just enough clutter is like that orthopedic dog bed or favorite squeaky toy. As long as it’s useful, it serves a purpose. As long as it serves a purpose, it’s not clutter.
The key to not getting buried in too much clutter is knowing when it’s time to let it go. [gplus count=”true” size=”Medium” ]