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It's getting to be crunch time around my house and my office, and by extension, my brain as well.
Academics like to start out by defining the problem, so I turned to the Webster's New World Dictionary for a definition of clutter, finding to my surprise: "a number of things scattered in disorder." According to that definition, clutter can be universal, but it's limited to that which is in disorder. So if there is a huge pile of items that are neatly stacked, in a room or on the brain, it's not clutter?
Clutter in my house
The deadline for selling my house is fast approaching. As a do-it-yourselfer, I decided to sell it myself. First I invited a long-time realtor friend to look at the house and give me her opinion. "You have a lovely home, Mary Dee, but it's not ready to sell," she told me.
"Oh, I know it needs a little paint and fix-up, and I can arrange to have that done," I replied.
"No, you need to get the clutter out of here," she said.
So most evenings, you can find me in the basement or in my bedroom closet, tearfully disposing of things near and dear to my heart: notes from a 7-year-old daughter who is now 24, a cigarette lighter from a Navy guy named Putzy I dated at age 16, favorite sheets reminding me of different times and favorite shirts reminding me of certain events.