Ahhh... the ole dump and go plan@
If I eliminated every post that details my attempt to "organize / clean /pare down / and eliminate clutter" in my home, it might just sweep.this Blog under a rug!. Lucky for me, I don't plan to do that!
Alas! I don't work that way! Never did... First, any stash thus relegated to such basket is likely STILL in said basket! I might have learned a lesson or two when, years ago, I had to skulk down the basement and paw through a blanket full of superfluous clutter I had toted down there Santa Claus bag fashion. It was filled with stuff, and a group of women were meeting in my house. One of those dear ♥ ladies had the nerve to crave sugar in her coffee! Oh, sure! My Tupperware sugar cannister was deep in my furnace area... busted! I won't even go into how often I have repurchased something only to find it finally months or years later in such a basket trip- type purgatory....
Nope. No feather duster for me either. I bought a pretty pricey number from Flylady and came down to ? Help? My mom and dad clean for company. I breezed in with it and a steam mop. First, the steam mop did something truly bad to the years of linoleum wax... suddenly the floors were covered with horrid, white, blah/ bleachy-looking spots. My dad looked at me over his glasses and invited me to take that thing back to my car. I then whipped our my fancy feather duster... and snagged a red Polish crystal water glass with the second whisk. Crash /shatter / gasp! I looked across the room to four reproachful eyes. Daddy just softly said, "Go home." So.... I think I did!
<many moons ago>
I have been cleaning and rearranging in my typical dump and regret style! I learned that as a child. Oh, I can so remember my poor mama's face when she sent me to clean my room! She would check in and find such chaos! SO UNLIKE HER! She could sweep into a place and have it company ready in 15 minutes. She employed the "Basket trick." Boom! She might just have owned a wooden, peach laundry basket with a pretty liner just used for that process. Every item out of place was whooshed into the basket. Then a red- handled father duster flicked the dust about and gone. Her beloved cannister Electrolux gobbled up the floors; et Voilá! The room was ready, and she was making a pot of coffee. She grabbed out that basket after the company went home and put every item away in its proper home.
So... my current quest involves creating nooks. I now have A COOKBOOK NOOK in my kitchen. The little bookcase was a gift in the forties, handmade by my dad for his future in-laws... I love to stack! I'm liking how it turned out!
Yep! Now on to my Studio currently in the omygosh! Phase... I hope to make nooks for Devotions, handwork, and crafting...
Yesterday would have been my parents' 71st wedding anniversary. I finally put something in the freezer for the first snow... strawberries from Aldi... a far cry from home grown peas! But... it will do
Have a great weekend!
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This system has taken a serious hit after retirement. My husband is here 24/7 and I can't clean with someone watching me. At this point the best I can do is wait him out, he goes to bed and I see how much I can do before I fall asleep on my feet. This means that about 50% remains in the pile. And I have to furiously stack it all on high surfaces so the grandbabies can't get into it. Perhaps you can picture the tipping piles surrounding me.