Well, it’s finally happened. My decluttering efforts have affected my home schooling lifestyle. In a good way. See
, this year of focused decluttering has changed the way I look at all our possessions. Everything, and I do mean everything, in the house has to prove its worth… or out it goes. (Unless I already have my seven items of the day, of course. Then things are safe. Until tomorrow.)
So there I was one evening, flipping through channels. Finding nothing to watch. Thinking about how much space that television takes up. Thinking about our cable bill. And thinking about how we say reading and family time are our top priorities, but we haven’t been acting that way. And I mentioned it to my husband…
who promptly called to cancel our cable service.
And moved the television (and its huge armoire) to the basement… and moved two large bookcases into the living room. Wow, do I love him. (sigh!)
- school (this year)
- planning school (for next year)
- entertaining (who knew I’d ever start to enjoy that?)
- playing games with some cool kids
- talking to my husband about something other than logistics
- and, um, other stuff.
One last thing: we made this choice for our family, not yours. I don’t care if you own a TV. I don’t care if you love TV. You can still be my friend, even if you have a favorite TV show. You can even tell me about it. I’ll listen… I love a good story. But I won’t be plugging in again anytime soon.
What do you think? Jealous? Think I’m crazy? Having heart palpitations just thinking about it? Please share a comment!