I had also hoped that rooting out what was behind the clutter, dealing with the cause and making real changes, would positively impact other areas of my life like time-management and connection with my family members, but that was just a wish and something that seems like a theoretic possibility. There could be no guarantees.
So far I can report that I have continued to de-clutter. In my case the support I invested in was hiring a friend who is has a knack for organizing to come over 1-2 times a week and work with me for a few hours. Because of input from Professional Organizer, Jessica Waters, which I took to heart, about the value of me personally touching and making decisions about the items I needed to let go of, I chose to be very involved in the process--not to discount my friend's huge contribution and hard work, but I did make sure to dig in and take a hands-on role. BTW Jessica's support has also been invaluable and I highly recommend her services.
Sometimes I really wanted to cancel our agreed up on schedule and just not go there. The resistance I felt at times was strong. But having committed to a schedule with her proved to be very valuable in keeping the process moving forward. Some days I felt like, "Hey, this is easier. I feel like it makes some sense to be embarrassed by the dust bunnies and stupid accumulations she's discovering, but I'm actually feeling ok with it. I must be making progress" Others days, I'd really have to forgive myself repeatedly throughout our time together for having held onto such invaluable junk and for not having dealt with it sooner. And give myself pep talks every 10 minutes, "This is going to look and feel great when we're done!" "It's ok. It's ok. It's ok" Deep breath. "Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming."
I can't believe the peace, sense of control, clarity and productivity that have ensued all from facing the pain, dealing with it and putting in the work to get the office whipped into shape.
It seems my daughter has been inspired to follow suit. Her precious efforts to organize her own room, our kitchen pantry and to keep our kitchen counter cleared off now that it actually got cleared off is sooooo heart-warming. And she did this all on her own with no prompting.
My nerves are now NOT frazzled. I'm NOT irritable. When I walk down the hall or into a room, I don't feel shame. I feel peace.
My mental chatter has shifted from making excuses, or "I need to" statements to, "ahhh, this feels nice--so much open space." The results have truly been all I'd hoped for and more.
Pictures of my office TODAY :)