{"id":13471,"date":"2024-03-30T10:41:10","date_gmt":"2024-03-30T10:41:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/news.talkwithrattan.com\/index.php\/2024\/03\/30\/in-praise-of-tiny-triumphs\/"},"modified":"2024-03-30T10:41:10","modified_gmt":"2024-03-30T10:41:10","slug":"in-praise-of-tiny-triumphs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/news.talkwithrattan.com\/index.php\/2024\/03\/30\/in-praise-of-tiny-triumphs\/","title":{"rendered":"In Praise of Tiny Triumphs"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Spring arrives, and with it, a semi-annoying, semi-invigorating mandate to spring clean \u2014 to clear out spaces both physical and psychological. Because I am constantly looking for reasons to get rid of old things, old ways of thinking and being that have outstayed their usefulness, I\u2019m drawn to spring cleaning as an annual rite.<\/p>\n

But because I am also constantly reckoning with a pesky sense of dread regarding obligations of any size, I also find the concept of spring cleaning over-ambitious and intimidating. On days when routine chores like going to the post office or separating the laundry feel like punishments, the project of vacuum-sealing sweaters in mothproof storage bags seems unfeasible.<\/p>\n

A friend was telling me about readying for a twice-a-year neighborhood yard sale, how she had begun decluttering in anticipation of the event. I felt a mix of excitement (it\u2019s that time of year again!) and panic (it\u2019s that time of year and, once again, I have waited too long to call the accountant!). Then she mentioned how accomplished she felt after sewing a button on a shirt to ready it for the sale.<\/p>\n

I started thinking about those tiny things we put off, the little tasks that aren\u2019t necessarily arduous, but for whatever reason \u2014 they\u2019re not part of our regular routines, we don\u2019t have to do them to function \u2014 we procrastinate getting done. When we actually do them, the sense of relief we experience is almost transcendent.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n