Having moved house 3 times this year I’ve done my fair share of decluttering. With the move to our new home here, more is on the horizon, but as most of that’s MrS’s it won’t be quite such a chore for me.
Mental clutter is not so easy to get rid of though.
Today I was searching through my emails for some information I needed from last year and there were some emails lurking there that I thought I had deleted (a lesson that you can never really rid yourself of electronic memories?). I read them with a detached eye, remembering though, how I had felt when they were sent and received and grew increasingly angry at the “me” I was then.
Then I realised I am not that “me” now. A lot of things have happened, a lot of water has passed under the bridge and I am different now.
Then I filed away the lesson and deleted the emails forever.