I live in a tiny apartment. The same place for more than five years. And I like things.
So. Clutter is a constant battle.
Just the dog toys. Jesus Christ.
So there’s always a constant stream of things coming in, and a smaller steam of things leaving.
We’re in the middle of a big purge (Christmas guests are coming), and as Matt sits there getting rid of books he bought that he didn’t like that have been sitting on our bookshelves for years (our bookshelves are full and we have two full walls of them), I have never been happier that I buy ebooks. eBooks are the biggest clutter saver ever.
Our yoga workshop was interrupted by paint dripping from the center of the ceiling onto one of the mats. The artist in residence upstairs had canvases spread all over the floor and was just, you know, pouring black paint onto them. And the floor.