…to my lap top – 2011-2014. Survived by an iPad, Blackberry (for work) and a couple of iPods. It died peacefully last night surrounded by all of my Dr. Oz books and magazines. I ‘ll write a more proper entry over the weekend when I have a new computer.
In pursuit of decluttering for my emotional and physical well-being, I promise myself the following:
-I will no longer be a cardigan collector – I’m not Mr. Rogers – may he rest in peace.
-I will not become a hoodie hoarder – I think I’m pretty safe since I only have 3.
-I will stop being a sweater sweetheart – how many merino wool v-necks does someone really need?
-I will quit being a top tart cold turkey – unless a really super cute one catches my eye…
-I will not be a skirt chaser. I have plenty – too much of a good thing is just…well, too much of a good thing.
-I will stop panting after yoga pants. They aren’t a fashion statement.
-I will not be a purse pusher. I’m on a major moratorium and haven’t shelled out for a handbag in one year, two months and 13 days – but who is keeping track?
-I will quit being a shoe sherpa. I will remember that I only have two feet and that I can only wear one pair at a time.
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Another week, another cupboard to clean out. Today, in between getting ready to go out and coming home, I’ve prepared another donation bag in my quest to declutter my life and transform my health. If Dr. Oz is wrong about the health benefits of paring down my goods (sounds so retail when I say that)…I’ll be one upset blogger. I do think he is on to something though. I think that it’s good for me to do this project for a variety of reasons:
- It’s therapeutic to do something repetitive and mindless.
- It’s giving me a chance to see what I really need to buy for the fall. I think I got into a rut of buying “basics”. You can always use an extra black cardigan – right? Wrong…I have 6 – but that’s not counting the multitude of colours and styles of cardigans that I have. I have some nice things and more basics than I really need. It’s time to find a few things that I really love in limited quantities of course
- The emotional part (or what should be emotional) is that it’s forcing me to get rid of things that I’ve been hanging on to. The fact is that I’m not going to miss any of these items and once they leave my house, I’ll never think of them again. I guess that makes me fickle or cold?
- One person’s trash is somebody else’s treasure. I purge annually, so this isn’t a new thing for me. What is new, is how ruthless I am being. Every item is being considered and things that used to mindlessly make the cut, are now on their way to somebody else’s closet. I was at a party this weekend, and I bumped into someone that I was thrilled to see. What made me even happier, was to see her wearing one of my old tops. I loved that top, but she loved it more, so 6 years ago, I gave it to her along with a few other items. Usually, I give my clothes to charity, but she asked, to go through my bag, and it’s nice to see something that I used to like wearing make somebody else so happy.
So what’s the tally this week? Here you go voyeurs:
1 sweater (very pill-y)
1 pair of jeans
2 items in total
12 items in total
Total for the week – 14 items + 1 smelly lipstick that should have made the cut three weeks ago. It STINKS and it was brown. I was wearing a brown outfit so thought I’d go all matchy-matchy. It looked like I had dirt on my lips – not a good look for anyone. It’s now exactly where it belongs – in the trash. My overall clothing total for the past two weeks is 43 items out of the closet and I still have more to go. Really, life can’t get any better than this!
Today, I am eternally grateful that I had the ability to let go of a smelly lipstick and the wisdom to know that walking around looking like you just ate a mud-pie is never a good look for anyone. I’m also grateful that I’ll have the chance to share more wisdom that I learned from the Kardashian’s with you this week so stay tuned!
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I was thinking about some of Dr. Oz’s meaningful quotes – check some of them out http://www.doctoroz.com/slideshow/dr-ozs-inspirational-quotes?gallery=true. While they are wonderful,, they made me ponder while I was sitting on my “what will become of me couch” about who truly inspires me? Doprah (Deepak Chopra and Oprah Winfrey) are obvious choices…maybe too obvious. Hillary Clinton is a genius and her husband Bill is no dummy either. Terry Fox lived a remarkable, but short life, and was my childhood hero but as an adult, I have to get real and admit that any important life lesson that I’ve learned in the past few years, has been from the Kardashian Klan – spelling mistake intended. Before you guffaw at this apparent shallowness, I have warned you in the past that I am the lowest common denominator when it comes to TV , so why shouldn’t they be the people that I model myself after? Think I’m off-base? Think again:
1. Avoid Ugly Cry Face at All Costs – Kim Kardashian’s own brush with ugly cry face made me realize that a silent, elegant cry is the way to go. Perhaps just a single, profound tear running down my face so that I can avoid looking like her picture. The good news for Kim is that pretty soon, if she keeps using Botox, she won’t be able to move her face, so that look, at least for her, will be a thing of the past.
2. Want to be Famous? Just Put Out…A Sex Tape – For those of you that don’t remember, Kim Kardashian became famous for a sex tape that she made with Ray J. Her mother, and her manager, Kris Jenner, sending a deal, got Kim a cut of the profits. Ever since I performed in the Kiwanis Festival of Plays, my mother has dreamed that I would be in pictures. Who am I to not make that dream come true. Since I love Disney Princesses and a nice tiara, the storyline in my own tapes will be modeled after my favourite characters. “Cinderfella” is a tale of a princess who only has until midnight to get to the ball….Beauty and the Beast – self explanatory….Snow White and the Seven Dwarves…too creepy for me to touch but aren’t we supposed to call them little people?
3. Have a Positive Body Image – “For me, skinny is just a style of jeans — not a goal.” Hear hear Kim Kardashian! I too love my skinny jeans! That’s what she meant, right?
4. Let People Know Your Limits – When Khloe woke Kim up an hour early, Kim was very clear in her displeasure saying the following: “How f***ing dare you? You’re such an evil b***h. How spiteful and jealous are you? How f***ing dare you, Khloe? You crossed a major line with me. That s*** is not okay. You dumb, evil, little f***ing troll. You have no idea how much I hate you. You’re disgusting.” From now on, if anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up earlier than my alarm, well, then they’ll get the same reception! You just have to be clear about how you really feel.
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5. Everyone Has Their Price – Kim on Britney Spears: “She said she loves me and she loves my butt and how she wants to be my lesbian lover. I mean, what do you say to that other than ‘No thanks’? Actually, maybe I would do it for a million bucks.” I personally, would eat a bug for a million dollars – like I said, everyone has their price and it’s important to know yours.
6. Don’t Hit on Someone’s Husband or Boyfriend – Khloe told The Insider: “If I even imagined someone talking to my husband too close, I would beat the crap out of them.” Although she is no longer with Lamar Odom, she has a new beau, French Montana, and I’m sure the same degree of violence would apply. This really inspired me to remember why I never hit on a taken man – other than the fact that it’s morally wrong of course. It’s about knowing where you are on the food chain. At not quite 5’4 on a tall day, and with the strength of a 90 year old lady, I have no prayer of defending myself. An important life lesson.
This is just the beginning of the life lessons that I’ve learned from the Krazy Kardashian Klan or KKK as I affectionately call them. More life lessons to come, but for now, how about a moment of gratitude? Yesterday, I went to a party at my former dance teacher’s house. It was great catching up with old friends and visiting someone who truly does inspire me with her talent and love for life. Until next time, I remain…
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By the end of January, the first month of my blog, I realized that I’d have to at least try meditation. Dr. Oz recommends it as a healthy way to de-stress, and you know I’m all about what Dr. Oz tells me to do. Well, I won’t be cooking with coconut oil – because it’s not healthy, but I have been doing my best this year to follow him down that yellow brick road. I finally worked up to trying meditation for the first time in my life in April. I blogged about it for the full 21 days of Oprah and Deepak Chopra’s (affectionately known as Doprah to me) Meditation experience. If you recall, I loved listening to Deepak and sometimes even Oprah, but mediation proved very difficult for me. My mind wanders too much…I worry too much that I’m turning into one of those people that I regularly make fun of, sometimes to their faces…and most of all, the perfectionist in me was worried the whole time about “doing it right and write”. Right in the sense that I was going to be a great at finding my inner Om, but really it was more like a big Um to me. The other part of “doing it write” was that I had to do each mediation twice. Once to do the actual meditation and once to transcribe it for you.
I liked listening to Doprah enough to do it again, but I’m still not very good at the whole thing. I signed up for their latest meditative exercise – “Expanding Your Happiness”. This time, I decided not to blog about it except for one or two “revisits”. Every night at bedtime (still too late to be Oz approved), I bust out my iPad and listen to that day’s musings. Every day like clock work, as soon as Deepak – we are on a first name basis – signals it’s time to begin the meditation, I’m out like a light until he comes back on to signal that our time’s up. It’s like the best nap this almost reformed insomniac has ever had! The only problem is that I’m missing out on the important part of the practice – meditating. Maybe the whole point of it this time is just to take what I like from the whole thing and stop stressing over not doing it the right way. I think I came to the same conclusion when I finished the first experience.
Tonight, I’ll be sleeping through – I mean doing a meditation about feeling hope. It’s very timely since it’s all feeling a little overwhelming right now. I don’t lack hope -and I’m pretty sure that things will get better. Having hope has gotten me through quite a few crises these last few years. Right now, I just need a little reminder from Deepak that every cloud has a silver lining, it’s always darkest before the dawn and all dogs go to heaven (just checking to see if you were paying attention). I do have a lot to be grateful for. Monday, for example was a good day. I got a free coffee at McD’s – the best coffee in Toronto as far as this tea drinker is concerned. I bumped into my former cube neighbour at the office on my way into work yesterday (after she called “Schneidy” about 27 times to get my attention). She made me laugh and reminded me of how glad I am to have her back even if she doesn’t sit next to me anymore. I had a new employee start who seems lovely. I got to watch Bachelor in Paradise and make fun of my niece for being pretentious. Last but not least, I had a fun idea for a post that I think will teach us all some important life lessons…sort of like what we learned from darling Gwyneth Paltrow – just a reminder in case you missed some of my thoughts on the lady : ) http://jillschnei.wordpress.com/2014/03/29/plop/ and http://jillschnei.wordpress.com/2014/03/31/plop-part-deux-dos-due-zwei-twee/
Even though I’m feeling a little run down, I’m still…
I don’t know about you, but following Dr. Oz’s advice can be a make work project. Yesterday, I wasn’t meeting my friend until 8:30, so that gave me an entire day, and no excuse, to not spend a few hours decluttering. Again, my goal is to have everything that I own or operate decluttered by December 31st – no ifs, ands or buts. That doesn’t mean that I can’t finish early and my competitive nature makes me want to finish early. This weekend’s project was to complete 2 sets of clothing cupboards in my pursuit of decluttering my life to transform my health. I have to admit, it was therapeutic, idle hands being the devil’s playthings and all : ) Truthfully, though, I actually enjoyed going through my things. One of the rules that the experts on Dr. Oz said that you should get rid of anything that you haven’t used in a year. I have a different philosophy when it comes to clothes though. It’s more the “Oh seriously, I love that top – I should really wear it more often.” I forgot some of what I own, found some old favourites and made a vow to shop my closet more. That didn’t mean that everything got a pass though. Au (and oh) contraire! I did take some advice, and created a keep, toss and donate pile for my clothes. The cupboards held my workout clothes and all of my summer tops. It took about 3 hours, but they were emptied, sorted, tossed, packed up (for donation) or folded and arranged by type and colour back in the cupboard (the Type A in me likes my things a certain way).
Here is a tally of what was tossed:
-2 exercise pants
-1 pair of dress pants
-1 pair of track pants
Total – 11 pieces of clothing
The proof is in the picture (not pudding, I don’t eat in my room – it grosses me out).
Now for the donation pile – I’m giving away:
-3 casual shirts
-and a partridge in a pear tree (just a little joke to see if you were paying attention)
Total – 17 pieces of clothing
Altogether, 28 pieces of clothing are leaving my closets forever. Number of items that I’ll truly miss – 1 – a top that I loved with a giant hole in it, I won’t be tempted to wear it, because there is no need to look like moths have invaded my home. I’ll keep you posted on my progress every week. Meanwhile, tomorrow, it’s back to reporting on the sheep that I’m supposed to be counting.
Just a little note on gratitude. Today, I’m grateful that I had a productive weekend. Boring, I know, but there was some fun mixed in. Sometimes, working on an achievable goal is worth being grateful for. I’d love to hear what some of your goals are for the rest of 2014 – just let me know and for that, I’ll be…
The sun going down used to be a bit of a stressful for me. I knew on some level, that in a few hours, I’d be tossing and turning in bed and Mr. Sandman wouldn’t be sending me a dream. Way back in January, when my blog was still in it’s infancy, just a cute little baby blog, insomnia was a huge issue for me. Today, a mere 8 months later, I have fewer problems getting shut eye. The seven hours, that my mentor, the good Dr. Oz recommends still isn’t happening, but falling asleep is not a huge issue for me, even during really stressful times which used to keep me wide awake.
What do I owe this to? Is it the two brazil nuts that I still eat daily and that some people make fun of me for, because it’s never 3 nuts, never one, exactly two? Laugh all you want, but it’s the small changes that have helped me get at least 5 hours a night – often more. Could it be the fact that I’m eating magnesium rich foods every day because Dr. Oz said that it was better to get magnesium through food rather than a supplement? Maybe. Here is a reminder from a past entry in case you want to see a list of the foods that are good sources of the mineral http://jillschnei.wordpress.com/2014/01/ Ithink the answer is the fact that I’ve been more MINDFUL. I’ve used that word quite a bit in the last 8 months. I have to think about the changes that I’ve wanted to make in order to commit to them.
One of the things that I do to this day:
-Sleep in a cool room. I used to hate it, Now, I grab my Snuggie and bundle up. Before you haters laugh at me, I’m a proud owner of two of these miracle blankies (sorry, my inner 3 year old just came out for a visit). They are warm, and keep me as snuggie as a buggie in a ruggie. If you aren’t familiar with these miraculous blankets with sleeves, check out the picture below and for heaven’s sake get yourself one or two of these gems. I recommend the deluxe Snuggie for the living room – it’s made with more plush materials so it’s more formal AND has a pocket for your remote control. Could life get any better?
Image courtesy of As Seen On TV
YES it can – I didn’t know that these were options!
Image courtesy of mysnuggiestore.com
Life just got better! I love the variety of Snuggies that are now available. I may have to continue this tomorrow – I’m seriously considering the “Female Evening Gown”.
Again laugh all you want, but today, I’m grateful for my Snuggies. They help me bear the wintry temperature of my room and help me get a good night’s sleep. To be continued…and until then, I am,
Gratefully (and Snuggie-ly) yours,