The Word for Wednesday is . . .

. . . Clutter!
The recent fad for calling other people’s belongings ‘clutter’ has given me much to think about. It’s interesting to see how different people define the word and what they say, and do, about it.

It’s late, and I have to go to an appointment with Mum first thing in the morning. So I will say more tomorrow.

In the meantime, what’s your opinion on ‘clutter’? and what would you recommend?


12 thoughts on “The Word for Wednesday is . . .

  1. Hmmm I am torn with this word because it causes me to be split down the middle! I have a very neat orderly side, which I inherited from my mum, and then the other side is clutter. There is something comforting about rediscovering treasures when hit with a fit of neatness. It feels great to get it all in order, but somehow it doesn’t last long…. I don’t know how that happens 🙂

    • You’re in good company here, Kym! I always say I’m equal parts Victorian clutter and Japanese Zen! I do like order, but have rarely had room to create it. Add to that frequent moves for most of my life . . .

      I’ve been finding things, too (photos today; a couple were of my favourite sons 😉 and those are on my other blog, Thought and Memory).

      It will be very interesting when I get to the things in storage in Vernon, BC.

      • I’ll pop over to your other blog, hopefully I will find it :). I bet you discover things you forgot you had! We had lots of kitchen stuff in storage for about 5 years. When we built our house I designed a lovely kitchen, which my clever husband built for me. I had room for all the stuff in the boxes and it was like xmas, so many things I had forgotten. Why so many moves Linne? By the way I have put the sewing machine up on my blog x

  2. “Clutter” is a lack of organisation…”Chaos”, disorder, often “Clutter” is just something in the wrong place like “weeds” are plants in the wrong place. Sometimes “Clutter” is caused by a lack of space and when that happens the clutter needs to be shipped off someplace till more space becomes available or some serious questions about “Wants” and “Needs” have to be addressed! ;). As a hoarder of all kinds of things clutter comes naturally to me…it gravitates, it seems to levitate actually, but I have an invisible threshold beyond which I start to twitch and a need to remove the clutter starts to build. After I tidy it all away, give it away, donate it, the urge to collect more comes back…”For every action there is an equal, and opposite reaction” the story of my life! 😉

  3. Clutter is when there is to much stuff that is not of need or desire in one place. My house is currently cluttered with boxes as we are yet to complete unpacking. My kitchen bench is often cluttered with dishes however, if they were still dirty but stacked neatly I wouldn’t consider it cluttered. Not sure THAT makes sense but you get that. 😉
    Clutter is very dependent on each person too. One mans clutter is another mans tolerable mess. 😉 I am never one for minimalist decorating but I’m not one for little piles of decorative things everywhere like my mum. I’m not a massive fan of sentimental souvenirs although I have enough of them and with small kids, my clutter must needs be of the unbreakable kind. 😛

    • I think we are similar in that definition, rabid, although I have a LOT more sitting around. For me, it’s meaningful and inspiring, as well as full of memories; for others it’s clutter with a capital C (maybe all in huge capitals LOL).

      What I learned from the Strengthsfinder test is that ‘Input’ is my fourth highest strength; Input seems to have two components: collecting (both things and information) and seeing deep meaning in everything. People with a lower level of Input always want to ‘help’ me get rid of my clutter until it’s at their level of comfort . . .

      Learning about my strengths has made me a lot more tolerant of people with different strengths; I’m beginning to think it would make for happier people and a better world if we all learned about this early in life.

      You are right that neatly stacked dirty dishes aren’t clutter; it’s just a stage in the work of making a home; otherwise, we’d have to call a half-finished wooden chair in a man’s workshop ‘clutter’ lol.

      To me, a house is our workshop, where we are always creating a home. Now I think about it, a garden would be a better analogy, wouldn’t it? Since we really grow a home, it’s more of an organic process, rather than a manufacturing process.

      Easier to have unbreakables for now, isn’t it? Although Maria Montessori taught quite young children to serve juice from glass pitchers into glasses; a few broken items, but then the kids grasped the concept of being careful. Made me think . . .

      • With tile floors? We’ve lost about 5 or 6 bowls and plates the last 3 or so weeks so were hoping to get enamel plates. Non breakable so no issues post peak oil. The kids use stainless steel cups and our wine glasses are stainless steel goblets too. We have 3 glass drinking glasses left so the debate is what to do once they break as well as coffee cups but I have accumulated around 2-3 dozen of them so we should be right for the next 100 years or so. 😉

      • I hadn’t thought of tile floors; in Montessori’s day, I think most of the floors were still wood. Takes time to teach, too, and they will learn it later on anyway. Post peak oil is another consideration. We may want to go back to carved wooden bowls, etc. Talk to Steve LOL.

      • Wonder if Steve is still talking to me . . . 😉 You HAVE seen his spoons? Works of art doesn’t begin to describe them . . . now, if you were to be a rep for his work, your commission could be . . . hmmmmmmm . . .

      • Seen his spoons? I have been very blessed to receve 2 of them. A weeny little celery top pine spoon for my salt cellar that holds around 1/3 of a teaspoon (1/2 when heaped high) and another lovely little spoon that has yet to find its permanent home but has been used so far to scoop organic olives from their briny bath and into my mouth. 😉

      • You have been blessed! Salt cellars are so lovely; I hope you post a photo of yours, with spoonlet . . .

        And eating olives with a special spoon . . . what a lovely thought . . . I like olives, too. My older son used to stuff black, pitted olives with feta cheese for Greek salad any time we had a special dinner. Time-consuming, but yummy!

Thanks for stopping by my blog! I look forward to reading your comments. ~ Linne

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