(Useless– but profound— random thoughts…)
It seems that my blog post count is tied closely to the act of de-cluttering….last year, I was deeply into that task, and felt the need to be held accountable in some fashion, so posting to my blog worked.
This year, the de-cluttering, while not finished, seems to have taken a back seat to –well, just about anything else. It seems like there is something to this other than pure laziness; there is an acceptance that I WANT my things, an understanding that they have a certain level importance attached to them that possibly isn’t smart (although not unusual, or hoarder-ish, I am apparently just not evolved enough to let it all go.)
I am happy to say that there has been no event or catastrophe here at the Greenhouse to cause my posting to slack off. A picture is worth a thousand words, however, and by that accounting, I have been very much on target, having posted a photo each day since the beginning of the year on my companion blog.
I have made small inroads into those areas of clutter that seem to refuse assistance—staying out of Goodwill is a huge help to the book pile and the clothing pile, not to mention the cash pile. (My nook is an even better help to the book pile). I have downsized all my work clothing to one drawer. It’s not like the washing machine is in an inaccessible location! (It’s in the bathroom which is attached to our bedroom.)
We have just returned from another quick trip up north; this time our annual Easter Eggstravaganza at cousin Susan’s, topped off by the annual trek into Manhattan to the Car Show. (Note: It isn’t annual for ME. But when my daughter wants to attend and my mother-in-law wants to attend, I end up attending. Personally, I would rather wander the streets of Manhattan than look at cars, but am apparently very out of step with the majority here.) As I had a pretty rotten cold and sore throat (courtesy of the very generous and giving man I married) it was probably for the best; the weather outside could have been best described as a rich, moist pea soup.
A good time was had by all, and those who were missing were missed (that’s you and you!) Saturday seemed a bit tame, if wet, so we invited the local fire department over for a tour of Susan’s home—sharp wits at work, they declared the cause of the CO2 alarm going off was the meatballs, and they would have to confiscate them. (They settled happily for a “Thank You” handshake and smile from one very brave Miss Vanessa, and we got to enjoy the meatballs while Rich went and bought a new CO2 alarm.) PSA—CO2 detectors are apparently reliable for 5 years.
We spent the weekend at cousin Ken’s home, and *GASP* he doesn’t have wireless internet, so the laptop took a break, and the uploading of my photo a day took a break as well. (It’s probably not too much to say that my creative juices as far as subject matter may have also been on hiatus).
After the car show, my mother in law wanted to see Times Square. So Timmy pushed her there from the Javits Center and back. We stopped for dinner at the Shake Shack on Eighth Avenue in the Theater District. Great food, (burgers, milk shakes, etc) incredible prices for Manhattan and wildly friendly staff…and did I mention nice? There was a line outside going to the corner. Their computer crashed and they comped the meals of a half dozen people who had placed orders before they realized it and got a handle on it… (we were one of those lucky ones—had we cash, I would have gladly paid….)
I am now in the home stretch of preparation for the Fort Clifton Festival, to be held on Mother’s Day Weekend. I am busily matting my photographs and framing some as well. I hope it will be a wonderful weekend, with great weather and the chance to showcase and sell some of my art.
Life goes on, ob-la-di, ob-la da….
(AND, a VERY happy anniversary to my husband. Nine years ago tomorrow, he made me the happiest woman on the planet! And he continues to do so, day after day. LOVE YOU!!!!)
I think it is high time for a silly, frivolous post. After all it’s August. The end of summer is either approaching or upon you. (Hopefully the dog days of summer don’t visit. Don’t think I could do with HOTTER than July, thanks.)
Skirts, I think, can certainly fulfill that topic! In the summer, a skirt is so much more comfortable than almost anything…light and airy…
I shop for my clothing almost exclusively at Goodwill. I just LIKE it better, because they are not exactly the same as every store in the mall each season.
I am able to find interesting items, good labels, well cared for and did I mention a great price?
Goodwill of Central Virginia has a system whereby all items with a certain colored price tag are 50% off any particular week. I TRY VERY HARD not to look at anything that is not on sale.
Yes, it’s one of a kind and it could be gone next time. But you know what? I have too many clothes anyway!! It has to be an extraordinary find to pay ‘full price’ for something. (And by ‘full price’ I mean $4.99 for a skirt or slacks, $6.99 for a wonderful pair of broken-in jeans, etc)
(I have a work uniform. I don’t get to wear all of this too often. I could probably save a LOT of money if I would stay out of Goodwill…sigh.)
Well, one I’ve owned for a while longer. But it WAS a Goodwill find! I didn’t bother with showing off all the combinations with the blouses I have at home or have picked up at Goodwill to go along with these pretties, but I am a happy camper!
Off on our wild west adventure in just over a weeks worth of sleeps! Facebook updates on occasion, and a blog post or two, and photos uploaded to http://www.rteest42.smugmug.com often, I hope!
Happy New Year!!!!
Have you ever heard of the 27-Thing Fling? It’s like a low impact de-cluttering project.
In my version, you make it a part of your day, or make it a concentrated effort, to eliminate 27 things each day…(or period of time you allot, or each time you decide to conquer clutter…)
Fly Lady came up with the name, but she has all these rules, lol, like getting dressed every day, first thing, and keeping your shoes on in the house and -–and, well, it just isn’t happening….
However, with the new year here, and the piles growing again, and the desire to accomplish something, my brain started wandering….(I am far better at brain wandering than say, cleaning…)
What if I were to try to find 27 categories for potential flinging, instead of simply flinging 27 things a day? And here you have the number one reason WHY I can’t accomplish things:
Here is a proven method, and I MUST complicate it. (Like the time I decided I would design my own cross-stitch pattern. On 18-count Aida cloth. Never mind the fact I had never completed a counted cross-stitch in my life, I was making one from scratch. It’s not finished, in case you were curious.)
Anyway, these are the categories I came up with. All categories subject to change. I will post details on them a few at a time.
Clothes-closet and drawers
Under the sink
Knick knacks/home decor
Jewelry box/hair do-dads
Quilt fabrics IMPOSSIBLE!!!
Quilt books HARD!!!
Quilt patterns HARD!!!
Art supplies HARD!!!
Glues and adhesives HARD!!!!
Jewelry making HARD!!!
But I Work, you say. Yes, I do, too. 40 hours, quick commute. No kids at home, but still there isn’t time in a day, is there? There really aren’t any hard and fast rules to this. 27 is just a number. It’s the ‘Thing/Fling’ that rhymes! Remember these things:
- You do not need to sign up, or even let me know you are flinging, but it would be nice to know I am not alone. If something is working for you, do share!
- I am NOT coming to check up on anyone… (unless you live somewhere warm, with beaches, and send me a plane ticket).
- No one is going to check your piles/bags to see if you cheated. If you really can’t find a 27th thing to throw out one day, dry your hands with a paper towel and fling that!
- I don’t need to see photos of piles. (I’ll show you mine if you show me yours??? Well, maybe I will post some….) There are no rules, there is no prize, there is no timeline. You can make up your own categories that suit your needs.
- There is no deadline. You don’t need to do them in order. You can even keep going after you hit 27 at one time…(54, 81)
- Motivation by accountably? Telling the world I am doing this makes it real. So are you telling, too?
- This task is not supposed to supplant general housekeeping. Don’t get so overly motivated by the counting or the flinging that dinner is forgotten, or laundry ignored, etc…
- Try to do one category a day(or one round of 27 on a big category) Or one each day off. Or every Tuesday. Some areas may be quick. Some torturous.
- Hint: Do not clean (which in my world would be using a sponge, vacuum, spray bottle, etc) while you are in the middle of counting to 27! The cleaning thing is a whole different ballgame. You figure out when to fit that in, but don’t let it break your stride. Part of why the clutter built up in the first place is probably because you got sidetracked anyway.
- Even those whose houses are clean, organized and ‘clutter-free’ tend to be able to throw away another 27 things…(Which EXPLAINS how it is their house is clean and clutter-free to begin with!!)
- How you dispose of these things is up to you. Many things–empty envelopes with someone’s old phone number shoved in a coat pocket count for an item, by the way– are obviously trash. If you do yard sales, if you KNOW cousin Sally would want to own it, or Ebay, Etsy, Craigslist, Freecycle; if you prefer, Goodwill. This is up to you. Just make it leave.
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Know this: This is a “Do as I SAY, not as I DO” kind of blog! Look, I am not an organizer, I don’t play one on TV or on the internet. I am probably ADD. I am not the person to prove anything to, yet I am more than happy to encourage and tell you keep it up! You are taking advice from me?? It’s worth about this (.) much, ok?
The the longest journey begins with a single step… Put one foot in front of the other….(insert whatever motivational ditty works for ya, ‘k?)
I have commenced the flinging. You may begin when you are ready.
And again, Happy New YEAR!
May 2010 be the best one yet!