I have to tell you that i am THE clutter queen!! I can't seem to throw things out that i even remotely think may be useful later on!
I don't let the house get dirty, so don't confuse me with those 60 minute "Tenents from hell" cases. I keep the house clean, just really cluttered and i move the clutter around.
I try to keep the place tidy but it gets on top of me before i see it coming! So i get frustrated and just throw everything into a box with the "I'll sort it out later [but deep down i know i won't]" attitude. Then i shove the box in our bedroom. John says our house is full of too many "bags and boxes & boxes and bags" :o/
Our bedroom is so full of crap that it's an obstacle course to get out to go to the loo in the middle of the night, and by the time you get there you've nearly lost it!!
The clutter, my clutter, effects the rest of the family too [yes i am going somewhere with all this, stay with me]
While watching the tele, some of my kids have to sit on the floor because 2 of our lounge chairs are always covered in unfolded washing piles.
Half of our kitchen bench space is covered in clutter [and sometimes the kitchen floor too!]
We have heaps of rubbish on a cement part of one side of our house [but no-one can see coz of our fence] that is waiting to go to the tip as we don't own a trailor. Not household rubbish, stuff like dead electrical things and broken furniture.
We don't have many people over for dinner etc because i take one look at my home and decide against it. I don't let the kids bring freinds over most of the time either, for the same reason :o(

I just get overwhelmed by it all. I've hoarded stuff for as long as i can remember and i don't know how to live any other way. I honestly can not imagine living in a clutter free home.....honestly.
And yet i know that living like this hinders my ability to be the mother and wife i was born to be. It's like my own misunderstood [by myself] selfishness is holding me back.

This afternoon i decided to sort some crap out in my bedroom. I got into it a bit and then sat on the end of the bed and thought the all-to-familiar, "It's just too hard.I can't see the end of this."
Then i caught my reflection in the mirror and noticed how fat i am. Being a fatty, i have learnt the fine art of "decieving the mirror", standing so i can see my best angle only. But i'm trying to fix my fatness [see my other blog]

So here's the reason for telling you all this.......ready? [lol]

I was sitting on the end of the bed, feeling overwhelmed by the mess. And then focusing onto my flab. When God's word hit my like a lightening bolt! He told me that my weight problem was not "the problem", it is a symptom of the of the real problem, and that is the clutter.
He then reminded me of how awesome i felt when my house was mostly tidy [i found more places to hide the mess]. With no clutter to step around/over, i felt like a good mum, a good wife and i felt good within myself. I didn't want to sit and eat junk and i had heaps more energy than i usualy do because i feel good..gooooood!!
He showed me life without clutter and amoungst it was me. Me without 100 kilos. And i liked what i saw :o))
I looked around me and for the first time EVER i saw crap. Not "stuff" that should be kept just in case i need it for something later, but i saw it for what it was, disposable JUNK! And it felt like freedom
I never related the two problems before. But today i praise God that he knows when the times are right to reveal things.
Thank you Lord...thank you! :o)