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How to Make a Clean Sweep of Your Clutter 

Published June 11, 2017 at 10:00 a.m. | Updated June 12, 2017 at 1:48 p.m.

click to enlarge LUKE EASTMAN
  • Luke Eastman

Last fall I stopped inviting guests over for tea or dinner or anything because I didn't want them to see my paper problem. Books, folders, leaflets, mail and magazines — my place was like Staples after a cyclone. I could justify it: As a freelance journalist and teacher, I'm invariably tackling multiple assignments at a time. Pulped tree products strewn across rooms are my occupational hazard. But I could not rationalize the fact that my "tools" were overtaking me. As my husband commented, I'd "desk-ified" the entire house.

So last January I sought a virtual solution: I enrolled in a seven-week e-course called Mindful Clutter Clearing offered by San Francisco-based writer Laura Gaskill. In addition to slaying my paper, I hoped to manifest some Pinterest-worthy interiors: the single candle on a table minus a heap of unread New Yorker magazines collecting coffee-cup rings, or the steaming mug of tea beside a naked laptop minus the draft printouts, sticky-pad notes, cherry pits and capless pens.

Previously, my tidying-up technique had involved purchasing fabric cubes from Bed Bath & Beyond. Holding one open near a slovenly work area, I'd sweep the chaos — whoosh! — into its void. Then I'd stash the bin out of sight. One and done! But eventually my cubes began multiplying beyond the closet. Soon, they were clogging the hallways and occupying chairs, and it occurred to me that I was now somewhere on the hoarder spectrum.

Gaskill's class was my intervention to provide insight and guidance on how to confront my mess, and it connected me with classmates across the country who also were doubling down on their detritus.

Inspired by Gaskill's calm and caring tone, and fortified with her workbooks, podcasts and pictures of serene spaces, I began to beat back my surfeit. One day, I stuffed old tax returns and premillennial phone bills into the woodstove. The next day, I sorted the socks. The next, I inquisitioned my closet.

As the weeks passed, I culled from cabinets, drawers and cubes. Each Friday, we students would check in online to share our progress. This accountability factor kept me motivated to deaccession everything from drinking glasses to dog toys. I even sorted the cutlery drawer. (Buh-bye, plastic forks.)

The neatification spurred teeny eureka moments: "Aha!" I reported one Friday. "This process is actually about self-respect, identity and being b-b-brave!" As my recycling bin and Goodwill box swelled, I swear I felt sharper and clearer mentally.

Caveat: Decluttering is a not a onetime event like an appendectomy. It's a practice best enacted on a regular basis, like brushing one's teeth. And, I'll admit, about 1,445 more pieces of paper have come into this house since Gaskill's course ended, including, ironically, Eve Schaub's Year of No Clutter: A Memoir.

But the Vermont author's book, as it turns out, is a perfect post-decluttering-class text. I was leery that Schaub (who also wrote 2014's Year of No Sugar: A Memoir), would flaunt a tidier-than-thou mentality, but she actually dives deep, literally and psychologically, into her vast hoard of stuff and excavates realizations about why we cling to things that aren't useful.

Chapter after chapter, she confronts her 12-by-12-foot "Hell Room" where, for almost 20 years, she had stashed all manner of nonessential items. In vulnerable, brave prose, Schaub offers up some of her most bizarre keepsakes (a dead mouse, for example), while also exploring her reasoning for keeping it. Often experiencing remorse, she confronts the emotional obstructions in her path to a debris-free life.

I, too, got caught up in a strange logic, thinking that if I got rid of something, I was getting rid of someone — such as, If I let go of my deceased uncle's ruby shirt, well, then he'll really be gone.

For anyone summoning the gumption to purge, Schaub's story of facing her stuff and its stronghold on her psyche makes a great read. "At what point, I wondered, do we hold on to our past so tight that we risk strangling it to death?" she asks.

That's a question I'll be applying to my next household reckoning.

click to enlarge LUKE EASTMAN
  • Luke Eastman

Meanwhile, here are suggestions from both Gaskill and Schaub to help clutter-bust the most object-laden places — whether they're hell rooms, paper-filled cubes or your entire house. 

  • Schedule a series of cleaning appointments on your calendar and treat them like doctor visits so you're not likely to postpone or cancel.
  • Don't go it alone. Many items can bring up uncomfortable feelings (confusion, nostalgia, regret, etc.); otherwise you would have chucked them long ago. Have an accountability buddy or a decluttering-conducive family member or friend to cheer you on. I had my online classmates; Schaub had her daughter — and, ostensibly, her editor — on board to make sure she didn't abandon ship.
  • Implement a temporary spending freeze. That is, do not go out and purchase organizational materials (such as, ahem, fabric cubes). The point is not to store stuff but to let go of it. Gaskill advises against acquiring anything nonessential while you commit to your cleanup.
  • Start with the bedroom. Gaskill recommends reclaiming it and turning it into a peaceful retreat. This means no piles of clothes, overburdened bedside tables or aberrant items such as vacuum cleaners or exercise equipment. Each bout of cleaning should leave you with a soothing space to enjoy.
  • Document your success with before-and-after pictures. I wrote down everything I tackled: the linen closet, the car's center console, the medicine cabinet. My growing list gave me a sense of momentum and accomplishment.
  • Load culled items into your car and deliver them to a donation center or a dump within a week. Do not allow them to sit there stoking feelings of shame and defeat, or, egad, to become reincorporated into your household.
  • Curate! If you have a big collection of neckties, sewing notions, magazines, T-shirts or slotted spoons, select the best and let go of the rest.

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About The Author

Julia Shipley

Julia Shipley

Julia Shipley is a contributing arts & life writer based in the Northeast Kingdom. She's written for Seven Days since 2012.


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