Organize This!
This morning I had planned to drive over to my house in Lake Tahoe, since most of the long list of "goals" has to do with getting that place ready as a vacation rental. However, my plans were re-routed by a sudden intense desire to organize my laundry room.
The laundry room, like most rooms in this ramshackle apartment, is falling apart. When I moved in I had some shelves installed by an inept handyman and they are now bowed like the rails on a rocking chair and falling off the walls. Their utter precarious-ness caused some boxes that were filled with clutter I haven't looked at in years to fall down and scatter across all the washed and unwashed laundry piled in the room. This happened like a month ago.
So this morning I not only picked up all of that mess, I went through all my clothes and am donating 2/3 of what I own. I am most proud of the fact that I threw away all of the, ahem, old underwear and holey socks that would shock my dead mother if she saw them.
Now I am sweeping up the mountains of dog hair that carpets my apartment and I've got the Murphy's Oil Soap ready to go. This way when I come home from Tahoe next week I will walk into a clean apartment and sing the light fantastic.
I am taking the garbage bag full of mail to Tahoe with me. There are limits to my ability to organize in one sitting.
The laundry room, like most rooms in this ramshackle apartment, is falling apart. When I moved in I had some shelves installed by an inept handyman and they are now bowed like the rails on a rocking chair and falling off the walls. Their utter precarious-ness caused some boxes that were filled with clutter I haven't looked at in years to fall down and scatter across all the washed and unwashed laundry piled in the room. This happened like a month ago.
So this morning I not only picked up all of that mess, I went through all my clothes and am donating 2/3 of what I own. I am most proud of the fact that I threw away all of the, ahem, old underwear and holey socks that would shock my dead mother if she saw them.
Now I am sweeping up the mountains of dog hair that carpets my apartment and I've got the Murphy's Oil Soap ready to go. This way when I come home from Tahoe next week I will walk into a clean apartment and sing the light fantastic.
I am taking the garbage bag full of mail to Tahoe with me. There are limits to my ability to organize in one sitting.
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