Thursday, January 15, 2015

Day 1 - Before "Well Begun"

I planned to get up early today to really attack this…and I started off on the right foot by being up till 1:45am (insert eye roll here)…I'm a night owl and I need to change this. Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise! Must. Have. Set. Bedtime. I know I'll be all the better for it, but it's a struggle. I got up at 6:30 with my little man and he snuggled right back in and so did I. 7:30 rolled around and then 7:45 and I finally just decide to get up, search my mountain of unfolded laundry for something non-pajama to put on so I feel a little bit ready for the day and sneak out to the kitchen…and totally procrastinate in various ways (most of which I cannot remember) for…hummm, let's see now…1 hour and 15 minutes.

I did the same during nap time yesterday when I had the opportunity to get my rear in gear…searched the internets for this blog template so my "getting rid of clutter" blog could look cool. For serious. Like, 2 hours…wasted. But, this IS a cute template, no? I do feel like I can ACTUALLY start this blog if it's pretty. Isn't that strange? I'm super picky about certain things being "just so" but not so much about my sink FULL (and I MEAN full) of dishes now…not a plate to be used for breakfast.

I promised my next post would include pictures. So…I need to at least stick to ONE thing I planned. So, I will upload said pictures right now as I unload the dishwasher and load it again. Doing dishes is one of the things I tend to overlook for WAY too long. It's a big deal when I actually DECLARE that I'm going to do them. ;)

…. 1 hour later….

So, here are the before photos I promised: Bear with me…I'm a photographer and I love documenting things via photos. And I do believe this post will contain the MOST photos because it's the beginning…we shall see, though. No promises. ;)

This was yesterday MORNING. I didn't touch these dishes and I did end up taking a picture of what the sink looked like by the end of the day. It ain't pretty, folks.
(And yes, that chalk art is strategically placed.)

My kids have a little kitchen of their own. Looks like they are following mommy's example. *sigh*

My vitamin/random vintage crockpot/Advocare counter. Not a little cluttered. 

This is decent and I'm impressed.

This is my laptop workspace, where I edit pictures and waste precious time on the internets. 
It's actually not so bad at this point. It's been worse, sadly.

I keep thinking I may use these to ship things
…aaaand the pile has been here for at least 3 months. Not kidding.

You know those sewing projects you get ready for…and never do them. Yeah.
That is why my machine is out. STILL on the table because I think I just may get 
to said project(s) IF I leave it out. Not the case, friends.

Pick a chair, any chair! If you sit in the one on the left, 
that pile of new-on-super-clearance clothes will fall on your head. 
In my oldest daughter's words just yesterday as she sat on that very chair talking
to daddy on the phone, "Of course, a pile of clothes just fell on my head." 
Is it bad that she prefaced that with "Of course?" 

Coats/Gloves tub I got out to get the kids winter gear…last month…now has become a catch-all. 
The toy box isn't accessible, either
…not with that empty, not-used-much-anymore diaper bag on top of it. 

The kids' play area.

Under my laptop case and other such things. Yes, that is where I put my baby boy's clothes for storage.
The drawer is too full of clothes that are too small for him. Procrastination is fun for a season. ;)

Diaper storage. The box, pull-ups that won't be used because my 3-year-old is finally potty trained, and a blanket to put baby boy on when it's time for a changing. Seriously? I can hardly believe myself.

Another "view" of the changing station…toys strewn, which makes diaper changing time seem
a lot more burdensome when I have to clear toys away to do it.

Boxes of books that have no home (except for the boxes, but I hardly think that counts as a home for a book), Christmas tree still up (yes, ours was a 4 foot purple tree this year) and very cluttered and disorganized toy shelf.

Craft tubs…of "urgent to-do projects." Stacks of towels that are supposed to be made into hooded towels as baby gifts. And where "puppy" found a place in the meantime, since there is nowhere else to put him at the time. I never get these projects done because I feel so overwhelmed by my house. And it's a vicious cycle, friends. Very vicious. 

More undone crafts.

Little Man's crib…in the living room. Not because I don't clean up, but mainly because we don't have room elsewhere, so this has become his sleeping space at night.

Laundry room. Not sure how long that box has been there.

An attempt at storage in an efficient way. Didn't stay that way long, and I fear if I do clean it up, with ALL the stuff I have, it won't stay that way very long later. Hey, at least the folded  towels look decent.

This floor has been COVERED with dirty laundry before. The only reason it's not now is because we returned from a trip and did a bunch of laundry, some of which you saw on the chair in the living room.  It's still there.

That storage bag for my Silhouette has been there forever. I have been storing it in the box instead. Nice.

Hey, look! More boxes of books! We need a bookshelf.

Top of the dryer...

This is amazingly orderly!

We've had this shelf forever…we use it because we have it, but it's not really ideal for the space. But, it's what what we have and it hardly seems like we'll find anything better. So, we make do.

Aaaaand….the table. Where we are SUPPOSED to eat. Clearing things off the table to eat gets annoying…fast. But, apparently, I work around it, even when the thought of clearing the table off totally turns me off from cooking most of the time and hubby saves the day, bless his heart. When it's like this, I can manage to clear off enough space for the girls, while the little guy sits in his high chair and hubby and I go to the peninsula. Not ideal family time, I'm sorely ashamed to admit.

Not too bad, but not good. We looked all over the house yesterday for my daughter's Kids 4 Truth book and we ended up finding it there in front of the black "E" on top of her sister's Kids 4 Truth book and under that Bible. In a perfectly logical pile, yet we missed it completely.

The bathroom is always in disarray…normally there is a pile of clothes on the left there…but, again…since we have traveled, I needed to wash and pack them. Sad that it has to be out of absolute necessity that I clean up a little, instead of to relieve stress and live more simply and comfortably.

So much for bathroom countertop space...

…despite this convenient (and cluttered) shelving.

Back to the living room. Piles and piles of STUFF.

A Christmas project that went wrong…I just shoved it under the chair…
Totally what a normal person would do in that instance… *sigh*

More Under Chair Shoving.

Oh, dear. Our bedroom. I sleep in there and THAT is it. 
Those are piles and piles of clothes that don't fit in our closet (we have no room for a dresser).
Hubby built our bed on a platform so we would have drawers under it and we use those for unders and socks and such. But, pants/shirt and other things drawer-y end up in a pile on the floor, in a suitcase or a tub. Hardly conducive to actually getting out of your clothes what you paid for them. As in…wear it and lose it. Right?! Blegh.

(I'm nervous that there may have been a pair of unders in one of those piles…don't go back and look!)

The girls' room. Actually not to bad. This is the VISIBLE clothes pile.

The bookshelf is always in dire need of straightening up. Always. When I do, it lasts about 24 hours.

And here are the piles of clothes, my attempt at organizing with those drawers. My problem is that I hate swapping out clothes for seasons. I justify it by saying the girls can wear sweaters over their short sleeved shirts and dresses…and they can, and they do, so I keep it all out, all year long because I want to get the most wear out of them before they grow out of them the way kids do so fast. I need to live somewhere like Florida where you can pretty much wear the same types of clothes all year long.

And the sink at the end of the day.

1 comment:

  1. I love purple too!
    I don't know why, but I can't view any of your pictures. When I click on them, it says page not found. I need to see them! Lol