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Attack of the Clutter

rabbitsStuff–knick knacks, doodads, duplicates, gadgets, equipment, gear, junk–multiplies like rabbits! Before you know it–BAM–you’ve got clutter!

One day you look around the casa and think, Yikes! Working and writing have left no time to manage the clutter that accumulates in our house. Unchecked, the clutter begins to nest in bookcases, crawl over tables, and breed in baskets!

Stuff-terminator to the rescue! Mom! Seems Mom has a low threshold for clutter these days! Mom’s got more important things to do than rearrange stuff!  Plus, Mom’s brain can’t breathe with the accumulation!

The clutter straw that broke the mama camel’s back happened the other day.

I watched our neighbors move out of their house.  It took them days and days and uhaultruckloads and u-hauls…and a garage sale. People drove up to the house all morning long rifling through the piles and piles of STUFF in the driveway and garage. They had a lot of stuff. A 3-car garage with no room for a car–that’s how much stuff!

If you’ve ever moved you know how much stuff we accumulate over the years. And as you’re packing all that stuff, you might have wondered, do I really need this?  Do I like this vase? How many potholders do I need? Why the hell do I have a dancing stuffed turtle?  Why am I keeping this hideous pot? How did I end up with so many mismatched sets of sheets?

Sometimes it takes watching someone move out of their home to realize the time has come to de-clutter your own house! I vow to be ruthless!

The task will be daunting! There’s no way it can be done in a day! I go from room to room, peer into closets, open drawers, stare into the depths of the cupboards. Where did all this SHIT come from?

“What are you doing?” asks Hubby.
“I need to get rid of all the clutter. I don’t want to move all this shit!”
“Are we moving? Are YOU moving?” He looks a bit concerned.
“Did you see how much crap the neighbors have?” I point in the general direction.
“Oh, yeah. Makes you realize you much useless stuff you buy.”  He blocks the door with his body. “My office is fine. Don’t come in here!”
I smile sweetly–he has to leave sometime–but I don’t remind him of this fact,


After a thorough assessment of the house, I decide to maybe…maybe tackle one room at a time. And one closet in particular may take days. One thing for certain, this task is best done in stealth mode. No teens begging me to keep a dust-covered stuffed animal in the back of their closet.  No Hubby trying to second-guess my give-away/trash choices.

 I vow to  rid the house of anything 
  • I deem ugly ( vases, decor, knickknacks)
  • haven’t used in years
  • unusable, unwearable, unfixable
  • no longer my style

Zen! I want my house to be a bastion of Zen!  Wish me luck!

Related Posts:Spring Cleaning; :Closet Craziness; Spring Cleaning #2

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Spring Cleaning

What a mess--I vow to be brutal!

What a mess–I vow to be brutal!

Spring Cleaning! Some tackle the garage. Some vacuum behind every cushion on the couch, or wipe the blinds, or clean the drapes. Seems like an awful lot of work.

My idea of spring cleaning? My closet! Discarding the frayed, the old, the too tight, and the what-was-I-thinking?  Oh, and sorting shoes!

I don’t know-maybe it’s me-–but if my clothes are in order perhaps I will:
  • leave the house faster in the morning
  • feel perfectly put together with minimal effort
  • find the outfit I’m looking for in 1/2 the time
  • throw less tantrums in the closet

Estimated closet spring cleaning time:  2 days

Here’s the supplies I need:
  • Plastic bin for the  “one day I’ll fit back into these expensive clothes”
  • Large plastic bag for give-away items
  • Large plastic bin for thrift store
  • coffee
  • courage
  • resolve
  • one honest daughter to say, “That’s soooo old lady, mom. Toss it!”
Day #1:  Shoes: They’re easy to sort. 
Shoes tossed:
  • have nicked heels
  • are worn at the toe
  • have heels so poorly designed I look drunk when walking
  • give me blisters ( too tight)
  • are so loose I walk out of them
  • are no longer my style
  • might be cute but are not comfortable for any length of time
  • squeak
  • jingle loudly from the poorly-placed decorative hardware
While staring at the pile and reviewing the shoes that survived the purge, I have a minor epiphany. The course of one’s life is revealed in shoe purchases.
I tossed:
  • Uber-pointy, wobbly stilettos because I’m not dating anymore.
  • Flat ballerinas with no arch support because my day is long and involves walking and standing.
  • Any footwear that is remotely uncomfortable because hurting feet equals grumpy girl.
  • Any shoe with a square toe because Stacy & Clinton of What Not to Wear fame would be horrified.
  • Any shoe with a chunky heel because it screams “old lady.”

What’s left of my fabulous shoes collection? Too many black shoes! And no where near enough expensive fashion-forward shoes! ACK!

Time to go shoe-shopping. Maybe spring cleaning isn’t so bad after all.

Tomorrow: Purging the clothes!

Related links: Random Realities; Mom Musings; Fashionista Fanatic

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