Organizational Therapy
Retail therapy sounds so much better, but this is what I needed today.
The place was trashed.
Ants.
Pulverized rice crispies on the table from this morning’s breakfast. {could explain the ants}
A million and one sheets of college ruled paper with Elliott’s darling drawings and practiced penmanship.
A dirty pot from last night’s dinner. {again, I wonder why we have ants}
A dishwasher full of dishes that just needed a detergent packet and a turn of the dial to get it started.
Twist up crayons sprawled out looking for their cozy case and the rest of their crayon friends.
Tidbits of yesterday’s outfits littered on the downstairs floor.
Flash cards gone amok.
It was either the elliptical this morning or dealing with our borderline application for the A&E show “Hoarders”!
We’re not hoarders by any means, but the clutter I came eye to eye with this morning reminded me of scenes from this sad, sad obsessive-compulsive behavior.
What happens in these bins, STAYS in these bins!
I realized that Thursdays are great for hurricane cleaning sessions because Friday is trash pick-up and I can throw stuff in these bins, wheel them out to the curb and tomorrow morning the crap is no longer mine to worry about.
I try to recycle and donate 95% of our things, but some days I just need to cleanse and right in the blue or black bin it goes.
No looking back.
No guilt.
Wash my hands of it and wait for the next hurricane to come through ~ NEVER far behind!
I feel SO much better now, though.
Hope your Thursday is fresh, clean and nice & organized!
Gramma Kaffey
September 3, 2010 @ 5:06 pm
You go girl! The “ebb” and “flow” of junk–a non-ending story! Keep it coming.