More Room in My Closet

Those stored clothes I mentioned last week have left the premises and I didn’t even know it. I had put them in the trunk for whenever I got to the Goodwill drive-up. But my husband was out grocery shopping and donated them so he’d have room in the trunk for the groceries. So those things are gone with the wind.

Boy, does that feel good! My two storage boxes of clothes are no longer bursting at the seams but have a bit of extra room in them. Hanging in my closet are some dresses I haven’t worn in years. I have begun wearing them even if I don’t go out anywhere. I finally remembered the adage “Use it or lose it!” Whatever I haven’t worn at the end of the summer will be headed to Goodwill for sure.

It’s been a while since I did a major clothing purge and I forgot how good that feels. Next up: the basement storage area, which is getting kind of crowded. Time to weed out things and move them along.

Repurposing Old Clothes for Grandkids

I just went through my stored clothes again and got rid of a lot. Some I had kept because they were made well out of high quality fabric, and that’s not the norm anymore. Then I had a thought. A while back I made myself a top out of very nice knit I had picked up on clearance at a fabric store. I wasn’t happy with how the top turned out, so I only wore it at home, not in public. Then I decided to alter the top but that didn’t really improve it. But that fabric was so darn nice! I hated to donate it or throw it out. So I made a pair of shorts out of it for one of my granddaughters. They turned out so cute! I was able to lay the pattern so that the top’s hem became the leg hem of the shorts, saving me some time.

That success led me to pull out some clothes that I don’t really wear anymore that are made of beautiful fabric. I think a bright pink seersucker caftan is going to become a little dress, and a beloved Lanz flannel nightgown with some worn spots can become a little nightie if I work around those worn spots. There were two Lands’ End t-shirts from at least 15 years ago that I haven’t worn in while; I’m thinking they’ll make nice sturdy leggings.

By repurposing my clothes, I don’t feel bad about letting go of some high quality things I don’t wear anymore. My gram would be proud of me. She invented repurposing back in the 1930s, I think, when she cut up coats given to her for her own use and turned them into coats for her four small children.

A History of Personal Clutter

Last week I mentioned that as I’ve aged, I’ve come to prefer a less cluttered home. What I didn’t say was that I used to have a very cluttered home. Not that I was a hoarder, but I now understand that in my youth, it was very important to have everything I loved nearby…and I loved almost everything!

I grew up in a home where we were not allowed to put anything on the walls or to rearrange the furniture. My mother was very much in charge of how our rooms looked, so they looked pretty sparse, although I managed to squirrel away quite a few things in my side of the closet and on my side of the dresser.

Then I grew up and went away to college: freedom! I quickly set up my side of the dorm room with all of my beloved items and then some. By the time I had my own room during junior year, I had accumulated some real furniture, a TV, plants, and other assorted stuff. The walls were covered with many photos, a bulletin board (similarly covered) and several posters, including a 6’ version of my then-favorite actor.

Just before senior year, I got married to someone who kept everything (though he didn’t have as much stuff as I did because guys don’t usually overcollect like women do). We were fortunate that our tiny one-bedroom apartment had a storage closet, which we filled to the brim.

Of course we continued to collect things, as we moved from one apartment to another, and then to our first house. By the time our first child arrived, four years after our marriage, we were well on our way to filling that house. And so it went as each child arrived over the years.

During those years, I could only dream about having a less cluttered home. My attempts at decluttering always fell short because I had so many other things to do. Then we had the big purge after giving up our large family home, and I began to enjoy having more than just the living room uncluttered. Now I have far less clutter than I’ve ever lived with.

Losing clutter as I’ve aged is my own personal history, but I don’t think it’s the norm for people approaching retirement age (like I am). If anything, most of the people I know who are around my age have more stuff than they’ll ever be able to use. I wonder if the decluttering movement has affected more younger people than older ones?

Clutter Variations in One House

It’s easy to think of a house as being either cluttered or uncluttered. But the reality is that we often vary the amounts of clutter in the rooms of our homes depending on our needs.

For instance, back when we were raising children, we allowed them to decorate their rooms as they wished, and we only intervened in reducing their clutter level when it became difficult to walk across the room. Yet through all those child-rearing years, our living room remained uncluttered because we felt there should be one room that was always nice and clear, for us and for visitors.

Today, we try to keep most of our house uncluttered. The exception is the storage area of our basement, which is packed pretty tightly with things we need, but not right now.

Your purposes for creating an uncluttered home may vary. Perhaps you have toddlers or small children, and keeping the house uncluttered means fewer broken items. Or maybe you just love having clean, uncluttered rooms even though you have to work hard to keep them that way.

Another reason is that you’re going to put your house on the market, and you want it to look clean and roomy. When we put previous homes on the market, our realtors told us to pare down everything because potential buyers want to picture themselves in the house, and too many personal items will make that unlikely. I never agreed with that, arguing that it’s easy to judge a house on its own merits whether or not there are family photos on the wall.

But these days many people are selling vacant homes, or else they’ve stripped their homes of not only personal effects but even extraneous furnishings and décor. This is the result of the popularity of staging, which has been in vogue for at least 10 years. And I find that when I look in homes at realtor.com (not because we’re moving, but because I’m nosy and I like to see what people do with their homes), most have been stripped of everything but basic furniture and a few decorative pieces.

I didn’t realize how much I prefer this look now until I hit upon the occasional house that has not been cleaned up, much less staged, and is instead teeming with everything: walls covered with photos, framed pictures, bric-a-brac and those big decals that say things like “Live…Laugh…Love,” sofas covered with afghans and pillows, side tables with a lamp surrounded by clutter, bedrooms with exercise equipment surrounding the bed…you get the idea. It’s almost claustrophobic, and now I know what the realtors meant: you can’t really see the house because it’s so full of everything.

So whether you prefer a completely decluttered home, or just the main areas looking clean and open, it’s your choice. Speaking only for myself, I’ve found that as I’ve aged, I prefer every room to have open space and only our very favorite items on the walls. It just makes me more comfortable.