Calendars! Journals! And Lists! Oh my!

What do I do with all the LISTS that I've made?
• Things To-Do
• Goals
• Art Projects
• Art Festivals and Shows
• Riding Schedule
• Gardening
• Get a Passport
• Travel
• Write
• Make a To-Do list...

What do I do with all the CALENDARS?
• Riding Schedule
• Daily (4 of them in different rooms)
• Exercise and Nutrition

• Birthday, Anniversary, Events (the cornerstone of all calendars)

• Day Planner

And the JOURNALS!
• Personal Diary
• All things Chance (the horse) I plan to write a book. (see Lists)
• All things Rusty (the dog) I plan to write a book. (see above)
• Family
• Health and Weight journal
• Art. Art. Art. Art. ART.
• Writing
• Gratitude

On a mission to minimize: How do I get out of this endless loop of journaling, jotting down every emotion, listing upon listing? I need to get organized. All this stuff is weighing me down.

The answer?
JUST. DO. IT.


So I did. Gone. Into the trash. Some of these lists and calendars are from four or five years ago. Kinda obsolete.  Right? Some went into a bonfire. Very therapeutic watching them waft away in smoke.

This is the only Personal Journal I have now.  I still keep track of Chance and Rusty in a small planner. I do need to be up to date on veterinary care, shoes, training schedules. I'll always have a pile of sketchbooks. Hey, I'm a very creative artist! But, for me, this is downsizing. 

It feels like there's more oxygen in the room now.

All My Stuff (Before)

Well. Here I go again.

Trying to get the house cleaned and de-cluttered. But, I have mostly been moving piles. Boxes full of magazines. Stacks of books. Half-finished projects shoved into boxes. Boxes stacked in chairs. Half the dining table piled with mail, newspaper clippings, recipes, a couple of books.

~sigh~

I'm posting this picture of a corner in the garage. It's the "before" photo to keep me honest. It's also a Start. It may take a while (it will definitely take some time!), but there will be an "after" photo. Making room. Organizing.  De-Cluttering. Donating. Dumping. Getting my shit together.

Making room for Nick.
Making room for my life without the heavy weight of all. this. stuff.

All of this stuff—this is the Beast.