Cleaning Up
Well, thankfully, no one in this house realized it was April first, until it was too late. No pranks were pulled. Not much humour around here the last few days.
The day was spent working on the de-cluttering effort. We all have way too many coats, jackets, vests, sweaters and footwear. We have a coat closet right by the front door and yet there are coats on the backs of chairs in every room. Even so, the closet is overflowing. From the pile of shoes and boots blocking the front door, you would think we have 8 people living here, not 3. Why must we have helmets in the house? We each have motorcycle helmets, and then Little R has various helmets, for skiing (worn once, she'll never ski again), and bicycling (she never wears it anyways, and has several of them). Hubby put hooks on the wall in the garage to hang our helmets on. There is not a single helmet hanging on said hooks. I'm not even sure where my helmet is at this point. However I know where Hubby's is because I have to keep moving it out of my way. I believe it's on the diningroom table now. WHY?? Ugh. Ok, the ski helmet can go in the yard sale. The motorcycle helmets can be hung up in the garage. The bicycle helmets can live in the garage also. But what do I do with the excessive coats and footwear? We wear them all. I've thrown out some of my own footwear, I've put one pair of my sandals in the yard sale pile, so far. But you know as soon as I try to get rid of any of THEIRS, they'll put up a stink. We don't have any walk-in closets, but our closet space is sufficient, at least it should be. Oh, I forgot to mention, let's not forget, the ice skates and roller blades, and dog leashes, harnesses, collars and muzzles. Where am I supposed to keep all this stuff?
My whole life now revolves around de-cluttering, organizing and weeding out. It's basically all I can think about. I'm obsessed. But hey, it could be worse right, there are much worse things I could be obsessed about.
You may be thinking, whats the big deal, whats the problem? How hard can it be to sort all your crap into keep, toss or sell piles? Well, I just have nowhere to put anything. Not much is getting thrown out. It's mostly going into the keep and sell piles. The sell pile is growing at an alarming rate and I'm running out of room in the spare bedroom. Much of the stuff has to be cleaned first. So I'm running stuff through the dishwasher or the laundry or scrubbing it by hand. Then what? If I haul it out to the garage it'll just get dirty again. It's becoming a lot of work. I've come to realize I'll need to do two sales, so now I have to decide which crap to take to the Town Hall sale and what to save for my home yard sale.
And then there's the trench that needs to be backfilled from when we had to fix the septic line running from the house (no photos available), what a mucky mess.
Stay tuned for pictures of the indoor messes.
I beat the garbage man by 5 minutes again, whew. Cutting it awfully close lately. But thats so much better than missing him.
The day was spent working on the de-cluttering effort. We all have way too many coats, jackets, vests, sweaters and footwear. We have a coat closet right by the front door and yet there are coats on the backs of chairs in every room. Even so, the closet is overflowing. From the pile of shoes and boots blocking the front door, you would think we have 8 people living here, not 3. Why must we have helmets in the house? We each have motorcycle helmets, and then Little R has various helmets, for skiing (worn once, she'll never ski again), and bicycling (she never wears it anyways, and has several of them). Hubby put hooks on the wall in the garage to hang our helmets on. There is not a single helmet hanging on said hooks. I'm not even sure where my helmet is at this point. However I know where Hubby's is because I have to keep moving it out of my way. I believe it's on the diningroom table now. WHY?? Ugh. Ok, the ski helmet can go in the yard sale. The motorcycle helmets can be hung up in the garage. The bicycle helmets can live in the garage also. But what do I do with the excessive coats and footwear? We wear them all. I've thrown out some of my own footwear, I've put one pair of my sandals in the yard sale pile, so far. But you know as soon as I try to get rid of any of THEIRS, they'll put up a stink. We don't have any walk-in closets, but our closet space is sufficient, at least it should be. Oh, I forgot to mention, let's not forget, the ice skates and roller blades, and dog leashes, harnesses, collars and muzzles. Where am I supposed to keep all this stuff?
My whole life now revolves around de-cluttering, organizing and weeding out. It's basically all I can think about. I'm obsessed. But hey, it could be worse right, there are much worse things I could be obsessed about.
You may be thinking, whats the big deal, whats the problem? How hard can it be to sort all your crap into keep, toss or sell piles? Well, I just have nowhere to put anything. Not much is getting thrown out. It's mostly going into the keep and sell piles. The sell pile is growing at an alarming rate and I'm running out of room in the spare bedroom. Much of the stuff has to be cleaned first. So I'm running stuff through the dishwasher or the laundry or scrubbing it by hand. Then what? If I haul it out to the garage it'll just get dirty again. It's becoming a lot of work. I've come to realize I'll need to do two sales, so now I have to decide which crap to take to the Town Hall sale and what to save for my home yard sale.
I think I'll take some pictures of it all. Just to show you what I'm talking about. Meanwhile I have a couple of photos of what I've been raking out back. This is the culprit, notice how the main branches on top are broken? That happened 2 winters ago. This thing just loses branches every time the wind blows.
Here are the first piles of spring 2007.
Here's a new mess to clean up. The left overs from the firewood cutting pile...
And then there's the trench that needs to be backfilled from when we had to fix the septic line running from the house (no photos available), what a mucky mess.
Stay tuned for pictures of the indoor messes.
I beat the garbage man by 5 minutes again, whew. Cutting it awfully close lately. But thats so much better than missing him.
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