I never have a problem finding stuff to get rid of. In fact, I fear that getting rid of stuff will become my life’s work unless I suddenly find myself without family, and I would probably throw myself in front of a bus if that ever happened. But a clean house might give me reason to live …
Right now I am champing at the bit to put away winter clothes and donate cold weather attire that I know won’t fit the boys in six months. They are both growing so fast that there isn’t any point in keeping stuff that fits them today. While I don’t relish the thought of pulling everything out of the closets and drawers and sorting them out, the end result is always awesome.
Oh great bountiful closet space, you are almost mine … except the weather isn’t cooperating.
I’m not complaining about the weather, mind you. If I’m going to build a post around bitching about the weather, I might as well post a picture of my dog and call it done.
Boom! Post complete.
It is pretty crazy, though. It’s really warm and last night I thrashed and complained about being hot loudly enough that Zeb took down the storm window and let in the cool night air just to shut me up. I’m still feeling a bit sickly which makes me even more irritable, if that’s possible.
I’m so overheated right now that having the hot computer on my lap irritates ms. And the dog farting up the room irritates me. And the boys are irritating me because they are wearing long PJs and watching a movie with blankets loaded on top of them. Why aren’t they on fire like me? Maybe because they aren’t 41 and female?
I used to wonder why my mom got so involved in what I was wearing, insisting that I wear a coat when I felt perfectly fine without one, but now I get it. Maybe is because I still see them as an extension of me (which they aren’t I keep telling myself, especially when they are doing something particularly disgusting) and therefore have a difficult time letting them go out in the winter without a hat or wear fleece footies to bed in the summer. But still, what is it with kids and their bizarre internal thermostats?
So I’m in that in-between place, where I have my winter and summer clothes out and everything feels jam packed. But as I often remind my boys, the blistering summer will start soon enough.
Time to cut the crap.
I have a ton of empty hanging file folders now that I’ve been scanning my documents onto my computer. I’m going to put these on FREECYCLE.
I don’t think I’ll be making mixed CDs anymore. I’m going to DONATE these labels to Testy’s old preschool.
I have tons of check carbons. Never mind that we have this thing called the “internet” and I can call up an image of any check I want so there’s no reason in keeping this stuff around. It’s funny how old habits die hard. SHRED.