Showing posts with label purge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label purge. Show all posts

Monday, November 9, 2009

I can see the floor!




I have finally gotten some of my things sorted out, enough to get my jean supply and my "in shop" box off of the floor and into the closet. It's not super neat at the moment...but it is off of the floor. Do you see the empty floor in front of the closet door? I will be able to close it if I want to now. There is also empty floor next to (and in front of) the plastic drawer unit. I wonder if my husband will even notice the difference. He probably will, but who knows if he'll actually say something. Last time I started to clean this up, he asked me, "So what were you up to today?" He very rarely asks me that question.

I'm not done with my purge but at least I can set up my work table without any guilt of taking up too much space.

I have also made the decision to send a handful of great clothing, not used in forever, to consignment. Now I need to go through the rest of my things to see if I should sell anything else, and also make it easier for me to put away the rest of my laundry. Only two small piles (nothing like on any of those organization shows on TV).

I have also decided to keep any money I get from my clothing for Jeans and a Sweater. Is that selfish?

The purge begins today

I know I said a few months ago that I was going to purge my stuff and make everything fit into my closets (including all of my crafting and sewing things). Well, I kind of started on it, on friday. I am going to continue with it today. I really want the space to set up my work table in my sewing/computer room. After working in the yard and squatting much more than I should have yesterday...I need my table set up! I need to do a lot of organizing and sewing (to get ready for the craft show) which will be tons easier on my back if I could work while fully standing up.

I just need to get off the computer and promise myself to stay off the computer all day. I must resist the urge to check Twitter and Facebook for a 2nd and 3rd time today...

And I wonder why my 10 year old is so bad. I hate to say it but I think I was just like him as a kid (only not quite as bad, I hope).

FOCUS!