Stuff....

Yep.. spring fever has hit..and I'm trying hard to make my minutes matter.. here's my deal..as we've talked about before, I'm a firm believer that we need to take back control of our lives minute by minute or we'll end up loosing the days and weeks.. eventually years..to all sorts of things..most of all regret and unhappiness.

So, here it is almost the middle of May, and I find myself sufficating in "stuff". For those of you that are old enough I was reminded of the George Carlin skit about "stuff", and how we obtain our "stuff", where does it come from and why.. he really did make something that gets under my skin quite funny, so this morning as I was getting a tension headache over the "stuff" I chose to think about his funny faces that he'd make as he'd go on and on about the "stuff" that over takes us in life.

After I regained my "joy" I took a half hour and cleaned up a few piles in my bedroom, which I will confess kept me up last nite just thinking about them.. okay I'm admitting to the world that I may have a little OCD tendencies :). You'd think that would have settled the inner voices in my head and let me get on with the other pressing things that have to be done today.. which by the way have to do with processing "stuff" at my desk .... but no.. all it did was bring out the greater need to acknowledge all the other little corners in the house where things are lerking.. piles.. of "stuff"..

So.. I began to think of ways to stop the "stuff" for future reference.. I don't really contribute to the "stuff".. I don't like brochures, although there are others in my household who do.. I don't even go out much any more.. but then I looked out the window and saw one of the main culprites.. the mail truck.. the deliverer of the "stuff"! Yes.. I go through it daily and throw out the junk and keep the necessary.. but still there is "stuff".

Then..in comes those that I love.. and what are they bringing with them from the gorcery store and school? "Stuff"... so.. once again I have a choice to make. Unless I decide to live in a vacuum.. there will always be "stuff"...so my choice is to be more deligent in keeping up with it so it does not rob my minutes of joy!! Guess it still comes down to mind over matter.. what do you think??