Instead of focusing on how awful and overwhelming it is to declutter, I am visualizing a clean totally inviting and cozy home, with flickering candles and a turkey in the oven. It took me half a day and I still didnt get all the odd bits and ends of horse tack related stuff outa my house last sunday! I had english curb chains in the bookshelves, a brand new Tucker bridle I gave my husband for christmas on top of the dresser, a freshly washed english fleece saddlepad on the dining table beneath a pile of jeffers bags and each bag full of stuff like dog toys on sale and santa fe detangler. Then under the coffee table on the second shelf, oh lord...a throatlatch bridle strap, mohair reins with tags still on, horse magazines, horse catalogs, piles of tacky jewelry i got from yard sales to glue onto old bridles as bling, a pen and ink piece of original art of Robert E Lee and his horse Traveller... it goes on and on. I am worse than a cat lady!
in the bathroom by the nice art deco soap dish, a giant tooth that the vet pulled from gallant boy that I cleaned and wanted to save. For what??!? there are freakin jeffers catalogs in the bathroom floor scattered around, pages stuck together with a toothpase spillage, also in the bathroom floor the Lee Zeigler Book, chicken soup for horselovers, The encycolpedia of the Horse and The Stud book of the tennessee walking Horse Assoc. (I dont have a mare, never have had one). my new Aegis helmet is in the bathroom sink because I was looking at myself in the mirror in it. On top of the tv a bumper sticker that says "Good Cowgirls keep their calves together" and on the shelf next to it Lee's bullwhip and aussie hat I bought at the auction when she died. Then I have nine cowboy hats in the entertainment center (thats entertaining). somebody help me i beg you please help me. Janice -- yipie tie yie yo
