One of the things I did was to check out books on organizing at the local public library. There is something so magical about organizing that I get excited just thinking about the possibilities of a clean space. Much in the same way, I was thrilled to have my own one bedroom apartment knowing I could keep it exactly as I wanted it. My spice shelf is alphabetized, my TV stand has all components "just so" and the list continues on.
Beyond keeping my apartment immaculate [for the most part] I have been thinking about my return home. I'll be merging all my relatively new purchases back in with the family's stuff. Having seen the state of our storage room I have no idea where it will all fit. It's not Mom and Dad's fault, it is the sheer fact that they will never be empty nesters as their children continue to acquire more things and leave them at the house while we gallivant off doing our own things. Four children in four states with four sets of bedroom furniture, and so on and so on. But I digress.
And so, I am putting it here for you all to see and hold accountable for [wait 'til Mom and Dad see this]. Drum roll please...
By Klutter Kloset next Spring I intend to not only have my bedroom organized and rid of "junk" but also the rest of the house, excluding my three brothers' rooms of course considering its their mess and I'm not going through their closets. My parents however, need someone as, eh hem [wink wink], motivated as myself to let go of things that don't need to be kept.
I get it honestly, I will admit that. I keep a good number of things simply because they might get use at some point, they were a gift and therefore a social contract to keep said item until who knows when, they have sentimental value [or do they?]. Having gone through some of these books I have determined that really, what we need to do is not reorganize the clutter but remove the clutter and decide what is most important to keep around.
I've already started thinking about things in my closet and things I banished to the basement. That Halloween night light I made in Girl Scouts, do I really want to keep that when I'm a mom myself? Are the 2nd grade religion books really necessary to keep around? What about the clothes I haven't worn in years? How about nick-nacs that I used to like but don't have a taste for anymore? Let's not even get started on the school notes and magazines I felt compelled to keep or the Nsync paraphernalia shoved under my bed.
Laugh it up because you're laughing for one of two reasons
1. you're nothing like this and find it funny that such items weren't trashed without batting an eye
-or-
2. you are the exact same way as myself and my fellow pack rat parents.
My deadline [barring any complications from home, like oh, say, another rotator cuff surgery that keeps some random mom incapable of using her right hand for 12 weeks] will be May 1st. That gives me plenty of time to study and pass my Boards exam [and who knows whatever else my life will do] as well as motivate my parents before Michael moves back home from his freshman year in college with his acquired stuff.
My deadline [barring any complications from home, like oh, say, another rotator cuff surgery that keeps some random mom incapable of using her right hand for 12 weeks] will be May 1st. That gives me plenty of time to study and pass my Boards exam [and who knows whatever else my life will do] as well as motivate my parents before Michael moves back home from his freshman year in college with his acquired stuff.
Out with the useless...in with the fresh start and new attitude!
s.y.l.y.b
s.y.l.y.b
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