Where is Your Focus?
I asked God for a word that would help me accomplish His plans for me in 2020. The word, Focus, came to me, oddly enough, during the Total Strength class at the YMCA.
Helping Women Move From Fear into Faith
I asked God for a word that would help me accomplish His plans for me in 2020. The word, Focus, came to me, oddly enough, during the Total Strength class at the YMCA.
“No one else can play your part.”
“For every minute spent organizing, an hour is earned”. Benjamin Franklin
I first heard about setting goals when I was twenty-something. I loved the idea. I’m a dreamer. For several years I would, excitedly, as the new year dawned, write down all the things I wanted to accomplish and the self improvements I would make. My goals would always include losing weight and eating healthier. I may have stuck to my plan for a short while, but I don’t remember experiencing any lasting changes. What was so exhilarating on January first felt like failure on December thirty-first.
What if you suddenly walked out of your home, never to return? What would your loved ones find? I’m regularly speaking to baby boomer clients about all their stuff, and what in the world to do with it? We were endowed with rare treasures from our parents and grandparents. Chosen to be caretakers of priceless antiques. “Keep these pieces in our family,” they said. I’m constantly saying to my clients and to myself, “Stuff is only (monetarily) worth what someone is willing to pay for it.”
The minute you decide to sell your home it becomes a house–a product to market to the public. Your goal is to make your house irresistible to buyers; to cause them to fall in love when they first lay eyes on it.
You may have a much better memory than I do. But if you’re like me, there is huge relief in depending on my list rather than on my brain.
Being “organized” isn’t an end in itself. It’s a foundation to the life we want to live in our homes and lives.