I’ve had a box of rubbish sitting in the spare room of my house for about 3 months now, over Christmas it got added to with odd bits of wrapping paper and packaging and yet it still sat there.
I’d go in to organise clean clothes off the clothes horse and organise them around this big box that was pushed to one side.
Last night I was finally clearing some of the recycling that had amassed around the house because I missed a Christmas collection day. I thought I’d cleared it all until I went into the spare room and saw this big box, I’d gotten so used to it being there I’d forgotten it even needed to go out, so I got a bin bag and 5 minutes later it was taken care of.
What took so long?
I’m not entirely sure but it’s interesting how annoyances can become norms, I could look at this cardboard box and not think a thing of it.
But starting by taking a few empty cans and flattening a box into the recycling I built up momentum for tidying and it was taken care of.
That’s the power of starting small, starting with something that isn’t scary so you can begin the momentum.