Has this ever happened to you? The best laid plans come to a screeching halt because of something as simple as a cup falling out of the cupboard? I was working on my tumbler quilt
and went upstairs to get something to drink. Opened the cupboard, and this little fella
apparently felt he didn’t have enough elbow room on the shelf. He fell on my head. This started a cascade of events. The
concussion conclusion being WE HAVE TOO MUCH STUFF. That moment began a cleaning frenzy that hasn’t been seen on this side of the family in several generations. It has taken a week, but I have gone through every cabinet, closet, drawer and storage space in this house. And my husband took the hint to steer clear of the wreckage, offering – only in well calculated, strategic moments – to take out trash, bring nourishment, or listen to my rantings in those moments when I’d find a dozen bottles of Soft Scrub in 4 different cabinets or 4 of the same book in different drawers.
I mean, seriously. How many coffee cups do two people need?
I doubt Starbucks has this many coffee cups in their store at one time.
Oh, and wait a minute. You’ll love this. I shredded 12 – yes, TWELVE green trash bags of old files, receipts, tax forms, etc. Some of them from the late 80’s!! This is 8 of the twelve in the back of my car. I’m taking them to work to recycle. We live in the boonies. There’s no recycling here.
So, now the “Gently Used Second Hand Store” is officially open in my basement.
My recently-graduated-from-college nieces are coming up to shop (for free, of course!) and stock up their own new apartments and homes. Better this stuff is in their house than in mine! What they don’t take will be donated. I don’t do garage sales. I’ll take a tax deduction rather than the headache of a garage sale. Hell, I’ll take a colonoscopy over a garage sale.
I still need to do the sewing room. Yes, it will be cleaned out, too. Anything that doesn’t have to do with quilting is GONE. All those little craft projects I started, the paints, the brushes, the craft books. Gone. But the nieces aren’t interested in that stuff, so that can wait for a week or two.
Needless to say, the tumbler quilt hasn’t been touched. I need to get more blue anyway. I’m two rows short. I think a trip to the fabric store sounds like a great reward for all this madness.
Were all those coffee cups full of coffee that you drank?!!?!? Is that how you cleaned out your house and stocked the second-hand store in your basement? Ha ha! I’m exhausted just looking at the pictures! I wish we didn’t live 2200 miles apart, I sure could use your expertise (and energy) in purging my house.