Recent changes have been small, as changes often are.
I've started wearing nail polish, only on my toes at this point for practical reasons. I hadn't used it for years because there was no point, but then I thought do things differently and splashed out £3.99 on a bottle of Barry M Blue Glacier metallic gloop. I love it. It must have had an effect on me as I bought a new phone this week and it turns out I chose one in the same colour.
Speaking of which, I had a reasonably basic phone because there was no point in having anything fancier. I now have a fancier one and can do things with it. I mean, the main thing I'm doing with it is sending everyone pictures of Ron Swanson via Telegram, but it's a fun thing to do. Anything can be pointless or meaningful depending on the meaning I ascribe to it and fun is as good a reason to do something as anything else.
I got rid of the junk drawer, in the past I'd found it useful for holding things I needed but didn't always want to put away "properly". When I opened the drawer it just contained things I didn't want to deal with. My "favourite" Christmas decoration that had broken a few years earlier and I hadn't repaired - packs of cards and other trinkets people had given to me, old batteries that never made it to the tip, the usual bits and bobs of ife. So the pens went into the pen case, the screwdriver, tape measure and other household things went into the drawer with things like that and the rest, well most of it was recycled or went into the bin.
So much of my clutter these days was just stuff I didn't want to deal with, because it made me feel bad that it was going to end up in the bin, so if I kept it I wasn't being wasteful and "not green". Or they were things that had a home, so it didn't really matter if they just hung around the place because as my mum would say "they're not eating anything". Again, as I have said so many times, often the things I was getting rid of were things I hadn't bought myself and so they had meaning for someone else but not for me.
We decided to get rid of some vintage plates that had belonged to Dan's Grandmother, they were chipped or crazed so we would never have used them, we ended up with them because Dan's Dad didn't want to have to deal with them so he passed the problem along. The best of them have been kept for use as soap dishes and plant saucers, but the rest have gone. I have repeatedly put my foot down about people giving me things, but it's just the way my family are, they won't change and I don't expect them to. The main difference now is that they can't expect to see that stuff when they come to visit, and they can deal with their feelings about it.
And so by the end of Monday there was an empty drawer and two empty cupboards in the kitchen, with no other areas seeming any more cramped. Then I thought about the wine glasses we had been keeping hold of, I hate wine so soon after I had a third empty cupboard.