Holy Cow
I am starting to lose it. There is such a vast quantity of crap in my house that I don't know what to. I just spent 15 minutes shoveling out The Child's room (which was actually in pretty good shape...I was just trying to reduce the clutter while she wasn't looking). This resulted in one grocery bag of recycling and a load of laundry. Which I can't do because I just realized that the reason the load I've been trying to dry all morning has been sitting on the "air fluff" cycle because the previous load was sweaters. Which was days ago, which is why I forgot the setting was changed.
Plus there's no place to put the recycling because the bin is already overflowing. It just seems that everywhere I turn there is something that needs to be tossed or moved to another room or recycled or wiped off. Holy moly, the crap just seems to be oozing from the pores of my house.keeps coming. That's not a pretty image. I don't care. Yikes.
Do you know what I wish I had right now? A big dumpster in front of the house, like when we were remodeling. That would make me so happy.
I'm going to start on the master bedroom next, which actually isn't that bad except for the dust creatures the size of neutria and the fact that stripping the bed will create yet another load of laundry.
And I'm pretty damn sure that the Christmas tree is coming down sooner rather than later and I dare anyone to stop me.
Plus there's no place to put the recycling because the bin is already overflowing. It just seems that everywhere I turn there is something that needs to be tossed or moved to another room or recycled or wiped off. Holy moly, the crap just seems to be oozing from the pores of my house.keeps coming. That's not a pretty image. I don't care. Yikes.
Do you know what I wish I had right now? A big dumpster in front of the house, like when we were remodeling. That would make me so happy.
I'm going to start on the master bedroom next, which actually isn't that bad except for the dust creatures the size of neutria and the fact that stripping the bed will create yet another load of laundry.
And I'm pretty damn sure that the Christmas tree is coming down sooner rather than later and I dare anyone to stop me.
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cobbled together by Moi at 1:47 PM
22 Comments:
Hey when you get done come on over and give me a hand. The wife's cooking chicken'n rice and I'm to lazy to clean anything. Win, win..
Still haven't plugged that web cam back in..
okay 'Rainey,..Think "Decaf".. :0
My house is a disaster area too, and I have no excuse -- it's just me, after all. And the cleaning lady doesn't come back for a whole week. Eek!
(Jeez, I am so spoiled.)
Yeah, that's going to happen, Grish. I almost took a picture of the dust creatures but then I chickened out.
Sling, a) I have one friend who calls me Rainey. That cracks me up. And 2) I only cafe had been involved.
R7E: Shut up.
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Perhaps not strictly speaking from a "removing the dust neutria, organizing room in the coat closet for the broom" sort of way but encouraging at least. Thanks, Eva.
Hmmmm.
"I salute you for your courage
and I applaud your perseverance
and I embrace you for your faith in the face of adversarial forces"
Every once in awhile, I re-read "Clear Your Clutter with Feng Shui". Feng Shui philosophy aside, it is such a simply written book that seems to hit the mark, and inspires me to pare down every time I read it, or recall a passage.
I can honestly say that in the 5 or 6 years since I first read the book, the "clutter" in my life has decreased dramatically. Of course, I did get rid of a husband, and two kids....
Can you come and take our Christmas tree down also?
E-face, Yeah, that pesky husband/child thing. They are the real clutter mongers.
Iwanski, Happy to, assuming you don't mind if I just heave it, decorations and all out a window and yell "Gardeloo!"
Yeah, if Santa were really a nice guy, he'd also take away all the accumulated crap we don't need anymore.
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I'm sitting here reading this, and this commercial comes on showing an office that looks suspiciously as cluttered as mine. The guy pushes his "easy" button and the office is magically transformed into the epitome of organizational perfection. Lorraine, I think you and I need that "easy" button.
red7eric - do you really have a cleaning lady? I envy you.
If he was really super nice, he'd just bring cash. Lots of cold, hard cash. Lucy was right.
I'll check it, Grish.
Gina, I bet if the people I live with would just get rid of stuff instead of stacking it everywhere I wouldn't need an easy button.
I can totally relate to wanting a dumpster outside the house. People kept asking me what I wanted for Christmas and I kept saying "NO! I dont want MORE crap, I want less. If you want to give me a gift, come take stuff away!" I love decluttering.
Lawns: Exactly. I swear, next year, unless someone wants to give us a master suite addition to the house, I don't want ANYTHING!
Gina, yes I really do. It seems like an awful luxury, but it's actually a necessity. When I first contracted with my cleaning lady (she comes every other week for $90 a pop), everyone said, "Don't feel bad -- what you're doing is buying your time back."
And I said, "No ... other people buy their time back, but I DON'T CLEAN, so there's no time to buy back. I'm buying a home that's halfway livable."
R7: Please just tell me that you don't clean the house before the cleaning woman shows up. Because I'll have to come over there and smack you.
You should try having a trash chute on the 49th floor right outside your front door. Oh, what bliss! Recycling? The hell with it.
I just shoved an old tape recorder down it and it made the most wonderful racket.
Lorraine: the deal is that the cleaning lady won't move any of my stuff -- which is good, because she could throw away or misplace something important. So, before the cleaning lady arrives, I have to make all of the horizontal surfaces visible. This means that I have to get all the crap off of the dining room table, my desk, and sometimes even the floor.
But it's not really cleaning up, as usually it all ends up in a big pile hidden under my bed.
Ooh. A trash chute and bangy sounds. That would be very gratifying!
R7, I'm not going to smack you. I kinda want to still, but I won't.
R7 - I used to pay my daughter $25 a week just to come dust, vacuum, and clean the bathrooms. It was great, but she moved my stuff. Made me insane. She finally ran out of time, which was an okay way to end the deal. As for your piles, I do the same thing once every few months in my office, putting everything in banker's boxes. It's all still in the boxes, almost two years later. Sad.
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