It's finally come to pass that I started clearing out my bedroom to repaint and 'resparkle' the place that is a suppose to be a peaceful, tranquil space to lay down my head. I've been waiting, putting off doing this because the clutter, okay the hoarding in my room was so bad that I couldn't even get my mind around where to begin to declutter (or de-hoard) or in what corner to begin packing stuff away. I do watch hoarders on tv and I so believe I hoard. I can remember when I was a child I would not throw out things because I emotionally got attached to them. I don't know why. I cannot think of anything in my childhood that would make me so insecure that I needed to hang onto stuff. Although, I did have a blankie until I was 9 (or a piece of it). The only reason I become detached to that was because I left it on the couch one night and when I went back to get it it was gone! Can you imagine how devastated I was when I couldn't find my blanket to take to bed and cuddle up with? Well, I was. It was not until I was married that I asked my mom about my blanket and she told me that when I left it on the couch she found a great opportunity to throw it in the trash. Maybe that incident made me feel insecure and therefore everything become a part of me. So, instead of going through my bedroom stuff, I bought plastic bins to throw everything in as a way to get it packed up and out of my room. I will deal with it later. But for now, I have pulled wallpaper and borders off the walls. I have also washed them down and now they are ready for spackling and painting. My goal for this time next month is to have a peaceful, beatiful room to lay my head; to study my Bible, and just to listen to calming music. Peace, that's what I'm going for.