I wonder what we can tell about people from the state of their garage? First, do they even keep a car in it? If not, it is probably where they keep everything they don’t want to make a decision about or, more likely, that they once made a bad decision about. So, the volume of stuff might give us a great deal of insight into the state of their mind, wouldn’t you think?

As the second day of cleaning my garage is underway, I am reflecting on these things and many more. Why have I also become the depository for the stuff the rest of my family doesn’t want to make a decision about)?

Am I seriously doing anyone a favor by helping them not make a decision? Sometimes we really need to decide if something is important and if it is and give it a place of honor in our lives, or pass it on to someone who will. Most stuff eventually rots from lack of use or attention and then it is quite easy to discard.

Hmmm. We might just look at our relationships like that. There may be a parallel somewhere. After I return from the dump I will sit down and see who I haven’t been in contact with recently. Could it be they feel like discards in the junkyard of my life?

As for the rest of this clutter some wise person once said, “no decision is a decision”, and bad decisions are forgotten much faster when the evidence of them has been eaten by a giant dumpster!