It’s time to review a decade. All that is valued is packed away in boxes. Whatever is discarded speaks volumes about wrong decisions, wasteful expenditure, whims and fancies and phases of life relegated bins.
I think about memories I’d like to take, and numbers I will delete. My relationships stare back at me, demanding answers on values, judgment and effort.
The last thing I tell myself before stepping out and getting in the car – all the waste was savings potential. They were resources which could have been put to better use.
navigating tides
pebbles beneath aching feet
inscribe new lessons
Creative Experiments and More 
I really see myself in this with my propensity to spend… Eeek. New lesson inscribed: just save it, Sassy, you don’t really need it.
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Remember ‘savings potential’ not used 😊
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This is really going to stretch my willpower… LOL
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Lessons learned 👍🏼
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True. Thanks 😊
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You’re welcome
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powerful and relatable, Reena ❤
~David
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Thank you, David!
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I find it difficult to declutter, especially when things belong to other people’s memories.
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Priorities will always be there.
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Sometimes it gives the items another chance to be loved when given to charity.
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True.
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I like this, Reena: ‘whatever is discarded speaks volumes about wrong decisions, wasteful expenditure, whims and fancies and phases of life’ – you’ve hit the nail on the head. I’ve already started to declutter in anticipation of a future move. Like you, I’m also thinking about memories. Your haiku spoke to me.
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Glad to know it spoke to you. Thank you, Kim!
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