If you know me well, you know that I'm a bit of a hoarder. Not in the terrible, deserving of my own A&E special, sense...but more so in that if it's got sentimental value, I can't bare to part with it. If it looks like something that might still be in style if I lose those last 20 lbs, I can't bare to part with it. If it somehow appears to be something that I just might be able to use for a future project -- should a project ever arise -- I can't bare to part with it.
I have stacks of colored paper, stickers, gel pens, crayons, and crafty items galore, justincase I need to whip up a quick card, homemade gift, or Halloween costume. I have two closets FILLED with clothes that I can't seem to toss or donate justincase I one day lose enough weight to fit back into an XS and desperately NEED a tiny navy blue t-shirt to wear that day. And I have about 25 pairs of shoes that I never wear, but don't want to get rid of justincase a pair of black and gray plaid flannel peep-toes comes back into style. (I'm gonna guess they won't...)
Not to mention my affinity for framed pictures and nick-knacks. I can almost hear former co-worker/sorority sister Kate rolling her eyes in horror. Girl HATED nick-knacks. Oh how I wish I had her self control :).
Anyway, whether it was the motivation from visiting the nick-knack controlled Schwass household in Scranton this past weekend, or seeing the gloriousness that is my brother's sweet new apartment (dude can decorate!), I have been seriously bitten by the organization/decorating bug.
Monday was a holiday, so we sent Nick off to the great-grandparents for the day with Gramma, and got down to the business of "February Spring Cleaning". But our morning was a bit interrupted, as I needed to run into the office, and Todd had to finish up some grad school homework. So we didn't really get started on our deep cleaning until after 1:00pm.
I worked on the main level while Todd worked in the basement. I didn't make much progress in getting rid of things, but I did make a lot of progress in the cleaning department, and can now confidently say that my floors are sparkling. Todd on the other hand wound up with 4 trash bags full of donations for Goodwill. None of which were clothes, because we still haven't made it upstairs!
Yesterday morning I worked to clean and organize my office. I moved the baby items no longer in use, that were just taking up floor space, up to the loft, and threw out a ton of unneeded papers and junk crowding my desk.
This morning I spent an hour in Nick's room re-organizing his drawers and closet, and purged all of his clothes, bibs, shoes, socks, swaddles, and burp cloths into bins for storage in our attic.
My next item on the agenda, which I'm hoping to get to tonight, is to purge my closet like never before. I want to yank out everything that I've looked at in the past year, said "hmm, I might wear this at some point", yet never put on, and throw it in a bag for Goodwill. Shoes too.
But it goes even further. Now I want to overhaul our guest bathroom and make it Nick's bathroom. We never re-did the bathroom into a kid friendly format, and now that he is getting older and really loving bath time, I want it to be a fun, exciting place for him. I want to paint the walls, change the shower curtain, get some cute accessories, and update the bath towels.
And worse, I want to re-do my office. Paint the walls...finally hang up pictures...mount the 20 inch flat screen we've had sitting in a box for 10 months, and throw out the big ass tube TV that's taking up half the room.
I've got the organization bug so bad, that I even went so far as to re-organize all my files at work today. Files that have been piling up on my desk are now perfectly organized. It's like a huge weight off my chest. I feel refreshed, enthusiastic about my work, and ready to tackle the next batch of tasks.
Yup, I've got the organization bug, and I'm anxious to get moving on all of the home projects I want to complete. Funny - we've been in our house 3 years now, and I haven't had the organization bug this bad since we moved in.
Now, if only I could track down some money trees...then we'd be golden!
4 comments:
When it comes to the clothes.... just remind yourself that if/when you get back to that size XS (which I would say you would look way better if you didn't reach the xs size:) )You will feel so good in your new body that old clothes won't cut it and you will want to digs to make you feel good inside and out. Ditch the oldies! Any empty closet feels way better than being an XS if you ask me!!! :)
Touche, Sarah! You have sealed the deal on my inspiration! You could not be more right! Thank you!!
I have a slight jean fetish and just in the past few years finally threw out my size 2/4 Express jeans I've kept since freshmen year of college "just in case". I clean out my closet twice a year for Goodwill. Once you do it, it feels REAL good!
p.s. I better see you next week when I visit!
Ash, I TOTALLY have those pairs of tiny jeans from my college days that I can't bear to part with. My husband hates when I buy new jeans, because I have about 50 pairs of them in the closet that I NEVER wear. It's a serious problem! AND YES! I MUST see you! I'll FB you :)
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