|Time to clean house
||[Sep. 16th, 2006|09:13 pm]
Fall is in the air. Not literally, since it's still over 90 degrees here, but the days are starting to get a bit shorter. The sky is a different color. |
This time of year always makes me restless. Not in the sense that I get any sort of wanderlust; I just get the urge to do something. Usually, that something is clean house. I got a kick-start in the pants this year because we had to haul everything out of the attic to make way for the air conditioning guys. There wasn't a great deal of stuff up there, but it all fell into one of two catagories: 1) Christmas ornaments 2) Stuff that should never have gone in the attic in the first place.
There were six large garbage bags of clothes that no one will ever wear, and which all now need washing before I can send them to Goodwill, and three small boxes of miscellaneous stuff. One box was old computer manuals. One box was books. And one box was everything that had been in our built-in secretary at the old house. Thankfully, the only thing that got ruined was a book my mom gave me for keeping Middle Daughter's school records in; it has pockets to hold report cards and school pictures and a place to record things like teacher's name, best friend, favorite class. It wasn't a great loss because I am such a slacker mom that it only had her kindergarten second trimester progress report in it.
I would like to say that I have been going through the box a little bit each day. I would like to say that I have been working my way through the six garbage bags of clothes, one load at a time. But I can't say that, because what I have been doing is ignoring the six large garbage bags in the middle of my living room floor, and stealing guilty furtive glances at the box as I pass by.
But...I did go through my dresser today and weed out stuff to give away. I weeded out so much that I was able to empty one whole drawer and give it to Husband. We've been in this house nearly six years and he's never had a drawer. The poor guy has to keep his socks on a shelf in his closet. But no more!! He has a drawer!!
AND I convinced Middle Daughter to do the same thing, so now there is quite a pile of clothes in the entryway, ready to be dropped off at Goodwill. And there are no more clothes piled in the middle of her floor, or draped over her chair.
Husband also got the cleaning bug and spent a very long time on his hands and knees scrubbing the back bathroom. I ask you, how can I not love this man?
We took a trip to the recycling center because even though we now have curbside recycling, they won't take glass. And the kids LOVE to take glass to the recycling center because they get to throw it in the dumpters and listen to it break. We also had a ton of carboard, which also can't be picked up curbside unless it's been flattened and tied into bundles, and there is just no way that is ever gonna happen.
So the house already seems lighter. Here's hoping I won't lose momentum.