What A 3-Layer Cake Taught Me About Decluttering and Special Moments
For starters, lets just put it out there.
I am an (undiagnosed) 42 year old mom with ADD, OCD and hoarding tendencies. A crazy combination, let me tell ya. I thrive on being involved in lots of stuff, and I am already planning new things before that “stuff” is even finished. Sound familiar? I am one of those people who could have a five bedroom house with three projects in progress in every room (and 100 more stacked in another). Of course, these projects would be spread ALL over the room and take days and days to finish because they would need to be perfect while the rest of my house fell apart and I had a nervous breakdown, over the mess and stress. I would still be planning my next project. I swear, my brain never shuts down.
I love to recycle and “buy” things because they are cheap or free. Yard sales, clearance, thrift stores, estate sales, these are my nemesis. I bring tons of things home for “future projects” that I end up just moving around and reorganizing 100x. Can I get an amen from anyone like me?
This past December I became very sick. More than my usual challenges. I could barely stand up, walk and breathe without severe pain or struggling for breath. Then a routine exam showed a mass in my right breast and we decided to have a precautionary biopsy.