The cold named Elvis has left the building
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Okay, I'm feeling much better. So much so that I actually worked out with my personal trainer today. Thank goodness she took it easy on me or I don't think I'd have been able to negotiate the bus ride home. ;)
Now that I can think clearly, I've noticed that my tendency to allow things to pile up has reached new heights. Yes, the pun is totally intended. There's stuff all over the place. Neat stuff. Old stuff. Wearable stuff. Readable stuff. Stuff I don't even remember owning.
There's even stuff with expiry dates, like coupons and cold medications.
So today I decided to rise above these distractions and gave myself half an hour to sort through as much stuff as I could, kind of like on Clean Sweep, that clutter-busting show I love on TLC.
The result? I found the coffee table, and filled a recycling bin with stuff that I'd hung onto for so long it had legwarmers on it. ;)
As a woman who hangs onto every single piece of paper that enters my home, I call that progress.
What's your worst clutter habit?
Now that I can think clearly, I've noticed that my tendency to allow things to pile up has reached new heights. Yes, the pun is totally intended. There's stuff all over the place. Neat stuff. Old stuff. Wearable stuff. Readable stuff. Stuff I don't even remember owning.
There's even stuff with expiry dates, like coupons and cold medications.
So today I decided to rise above these distractions and gave myself half an hour to sort through as much stuff as I could, kind of like on Clean Sweep, that clutter-busting show I love on TLC.
The result? I found the coffee table, and filled a recycling bin with stuff that I'd hung onto for so long it had legwarmers on it. ;)
As a woman who hangs onto every single piece of paper that enters my home, I call that progress.
What's your worst clutter habit?
posted by Bonnie Staring at 9:59 PM
3 Comments:
Glad to hear you're feeling better. I've so far avoided the usual spring cold. *knock wood*
I used to be a clutter hound, but moving 10 times in 18 years (two of those included relocated to another country) cured me of that. Now I'm ruthless with a trashbag.
Regrets? Only giving up the many many books I once owned.
To me it's anything that comes in the mail - it takes over my house.
And I can't forget all my sewing paraphernalia.
Or Gizmo Guy's clothes. The man has over 100 golf shirts - 100!! I have no room in my closet. So guess where my clothes are? Seriously - because I can never find them beneath all his stuff.
Wylie: That moving 18 times is a great tip. I'll have to try it out! LOL
Leah: Oh, I'm a paper collector too. I even bought a larger mailbox to attract more of the stuff. And, if you don't mind me saying, it's an absolute crime if your man has more clothes than you! Poor Leah!
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