#SoCS: Clutter, Bagged and Moved…


I really didn’t quite know what to do with today’s prompt when I first saw it yesterday. I’d planned to draft my post then, because I feel I’m too often rushing to get things done too close to deadlines, and I wanted this drafting, at least, bagged up and ready to go before I slept.

But nothing really came to mind any time I thought about it through the day, so I put my focus on Other Things (I’ve always got a long list of those to get to, because I think I can be three me’s worth of productive every day).

I thought about being bagged in the drunken sense, but I seldom drink, and never to get drunk anymore, and I really didn’t feel like writing about that.

I thought about having bagged some trophy kill or accomplishment, but I’m not a hunter and tend not to view the things I do that way, and didn’t feel like writing fiction about someone who did or does.

So the prompt just kind of hung there in my awareness, here and there, loose and not remotely in the bag.

And, then….

As often happens for me, the answer, such as it is, came in a dream. Just before I woke up, I dreamed I had a stack of Jim’s old papers to declutter. This likely came from the fact that I’ve been rereading my old journals, and the one I most recently finished was the one that encompassed his getting progressively unhealthier, his  diagnosis with terminal pancreatic cancer, his decline over the next two months,  his death, and the aftermath, when I mentioned the details I needed to tend to (and, over 4.5 years later,  still haven’t gotten all the way through).

At any rate, the papers turned into clothes – the winter clothes that are crowding my armoire storage in mid-July, specifically. I woke myself up thinking of a pretty periwinkle -blue sweater I don’t happen to own, and saying out loud (apparently to the dog whining in my ear), “If you’re going to sort your clothes, you should probably check the weather first, to be sure you won’t need them,” or mumbles to that effect. I was reaching for my phone to do just that, too.

This suggests that clutter is on my mind. I’ve bagged up quite a bit of it in the last few years and sent it on its way to other futures that don’t involve my home… but there’s still a lot of it here, and the sweaters are still crowding the summer clothes I can actually use in a hot July in upstate New York.

It also makes me think of internal clutter, and clutter in my computer’s hard and cloud drives.

I think it’s time I put some extra focus on getting a lot of this clutter bagged up and moved out of my life, whether literally or figuratively.

What’s cluttering up your life? How can you get it bagged up and moved on? Is there one small step you can make today? I’d love to hear about it!

THIS POST IS MY ENTRY TO LINDA G. HILL’S STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS SATURDAY. CLICK THE LINK TO LEARN MORE AND SEE THE RULES.

CHECK OUT THIS WEEK’S HOP! THE PROMPT WAS “Bagged” – Used Any WAy We Wish.

3 comments

  1. I bag up things that seem a burden and dispose them off 🙂 Recently I gave away silk saris which I have not worn for years and am not likely to wear them to Vimala. She kept two for herself and gave away others to her friends. Years ago I had asked her if it was ok with her, I did not want to hurt her feelings. And I was happy that someone was wearing them.

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