So, the big cleanup of 2011 resumed this week. You know how sometimes it’s nice to get away from a project and gain a little bit of clarity?? Well, that’s what I’ve been doing. Many things have helped me avoid the next task on my list. The zoo, Memorial Day weekend, Will, The zoo, etc. You get the picture.
On Monday I did manage enough energy to go through and organize all of Will’s outgrown clothes into tubs to put back in the closet in case baby #2 is a boy. Nope, no announcements here…don’t even ask. I just like to be prepared. Shari Chrisman used to say “Be ready to preach, pray, sing, or die on a moment’s notice.” This way, I’ll be ready on a moment’s notice!!
This afternoon in a rare burst of energy, I picked up where I left off and where I most dreaded working….the closet in the office/spare room/soon to be Will’s new room. I have been avoiding this for awhile. So I started in true Kristen fashion by taking everything out of it. Guess what I found??
I found every card anyone has ever given me, negatives (real, live negatives) of photos I took in high school, my wedding dress, my prom dress, 5 of my 8 bridesmaids dresses (yes, I am a little concerned that I can only find 5 of the 8…) a trumpet, files upon files upon files, a paper shredder, 3 of my nice, glass, decorative vases, 20 photo albums, a box of pictures, all of the RSVP cards to our wedding, a letter jacket, 2 dance team warm up sweats from high school, the dress I attempted to make in home ec, and a partridge in a pear tree. Seriously…it was bad.
Oh, and I realized that we forgot to finish painting the closet after we moved in. Look closely…it has been taped and ready to go for almost 6 years. Oops!
Oh, I also found this…this is a music box I had when I was a little girl. Do you remember this, Mom? I LOVED this music box. So much so, my dad had to use one of his handy dandy little machines to round off the corners so it wouldn’t be too sharp for me. One of the plastic flower pieces fell off when I was little and is rolling around, loose, inside the box. It looks like rice and when I carried this around, I could always hear it. As a matter of fact, when I first picked this up, I shook it out of instinct. Yup, still there!
A lot of this stuff I was able to purge. Some of it is a little personal to me. You know…my letter jacket, my wedding dress, etc. What do you do with these things?? A friend said she kept them all in her parent’s basement. Well, my parents don’t have a basement and I’m pretty sure my mom had these items sacked up and in a pile by her front door the first Sunday we went over for lunch as a married couple. She definitely doesn’t want them anymore than I do!!
So, I put Will’s 2T and up clothes in the closet. Made me tear up a little to realize he’ll be big enough to wear those clothes before I know it.
Then I cleaned off the top shelf of the closet and put the picture & pillows I’ve already bought for his big boy room on the shelf – out of sight until we’re ready to decorate.
I went through cards, pictures, etc. and got rid of a ton. I put my photo albums in a plastic tote in the basement. I’m starting to seriously consider ending my scrapbooking career and using Shutterfly from now on. We have one photobook…it’s cute and takes up a LOT less space! I put my high school memorabilia in another plastic tote in the basement. After much thinking and consideration, I put the trumpet, my wedding dress, and my bridesmaids dresses back in the closet. First, Daniel will want Will to at least TRY the trumpet. Like Father like son, right?? Secondly, as I was purging the bridesmaids dresses, Daniel practically forced me to keep them for the little girl we MAY one day have. And last, there is just no good place for a wedding dress. It shall stay in Will’s closet until I can think of a better place to put it. (Oh, and by the way…the wedding dress still fits post baby!! The shoes don’t, but the dress does…HORRAY!)
With this project, the upstairs purge/clean is finished!! Now to move downstairs. Geesh, I may need another break. The zoo anyone??
No comments:
Post a Comment