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Hey Reader, I was on vacation last week. Somewhere between sandcastles and sunscreen, we loaned our old purple shovel to a family setting up their tent. We've had that shovel for fifteen years. It's built more sandcastles and dug more holes for umbrella poles than I can count. The next morning, I realized we never got it back. My heart actually skipped a beat. I coach people through letting go of thirty years' worth of stuff. I'm not supposed to panic over a plastic shovel that cost three dollars. But I did. I told myself Zack is twenty now. He was sitting right there when it happened, and he doesn't exactly need a purple beach shovel anymore. But it didn't matter. I wanted it back. As luck would have it, the family who borrowed it had set up camp right next to us the next day. We asked about the shovel, and they called someone back at their beach house to retrieve it. I was relieved. And a little embarrassed at how relieved I was. (Zack was definitely embarrassed.) But here's what it reminded me of — something I want every professional organizer reading this to sit with: You don't build trust with a client by being the person who feels nothing about her stuff. You build it by being the person who's felt the same panic over a shovel, but can still show a client what to do next. Your own sentimental moments aren't a liability in this work. They're the thing that makes you credible. Here's what that looks like in practice:
It was never about the stuff. It's about the stuff behind the stuff. If you've got a purple-shovel moment of your own sitting there unused, or a story you told on Instagram but never turned into client trust, let's talk about building that trust. Noticed to known. You've got this. Amy P.S. I told the original story on Facebook. Join the conversation and tell me your purple shovel story. |
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