Some things I've been doing lately have also helped. My kids were constantly going through cups throughout the day. I got an idea from the Duggars to just use paper stuff to throw away. I've been buying paper plates and plastic cups. At the beginning of each day I get out 8 cups, put their name on it, and that's their cup for the entire day. They stay in the kitchen in one spot and they get thrown away when everyone goes to bed. Even if we had a different cup for each meal of the day per person, that would be 24 cups a day I would have to wash. I just get them in bulk from Costco or Sam's Club so it'll last awhile. Of course in the picture there are 9 cups because Ivy's friend was over. :)
Another reason I wanted to declutter was I knew I was lacking in a certain character quality.
Cheerfully sharing food, shelter, and spiritual refreshment with those God brings into my life.
How could I do that if my house was never in order? I mean, I had really busy days. Waking up with the kids, feeding them breakfast, getting the little ones dressed, having everyone do their chores, clean, homeschool, make lunch, clean, throw clothes in the wash, homeschool, lay baby down for nap, homeschool, clean till Charles comes home, make dinner, clean up mess, get kids in bad, throw another load in the wash, deal with phone calls, lay kids down. I mean, the process can be pretty heavy the larger your family is. If someone called and said, "Hey, I'm in the area, do you mind if I stop by?" That would normally throw me in a panic. I'd either have to make up some excuse and turn them down, or stop everything my family is doing and clean really fast. 90% of the time I couldn't have them come because it wasn't enough cleaning time. Is that hospitality? No way. In the middle of my Declutter One Room a Day project, my sister called. She and her daughter wanted to stop by since they were in the area. I paused and looked around me. I had torn the whole house apart and literally, it looked like we were moving. You couldn't even see the floor. We were taking each room at a time and dragging it all out to the living room to go through. I desperately wanted to tell them yes but I was too embarrassed and said no. After I hung up I cried while I worked and then I was angry. That was the last time I was gonna have to say no because my house was messy. Even though I was so angry at myself for it, it motivated me even more to continue my daily project till I was finished. These days people can be so exclusive and my grandma amazes me because she always has an open door. I want to be that person too. I don't mean allll the time, but in reality, how often does that really happen? But when someone does call me, I can finally say, "Sure, I'll see you soon."