step one: find the floor. okay - full disclosure. we are messy. not dirty - there arent creatures roaming through the piles of old takeout containers. ew. but we are messy. i leave my shoes (all of them) by the front door, i leave towels on the floor and our clothes often overflow the laundry basket. it makes me crazy, yet still i do it. it makes no sense. and we are both guilty of letting our house get messy - but at the end of the day, i'd rather go do something fun, so the clothes and mess clean-up gets pushed back, and put off and then i wake up one saturday morning and realize i am on the verge of a serious breakdown over the state of our house. its a terrible cycle, so i'm putting an end to it. the first step was to get the floor cleared and the laundry sorted. that took about an hour - i told you, it got out of hand.
step two: wash, rinse, repeat, repeat, repeat. i have already admitted to being a clothing-aholic, so you can imagine the ridiculous number of tshirts, jeans, shorts, workout clothes (one of my worst offenses is buying new workout gear. something about having to look cute while working out..i dont know. it's an illness, i swear!) i own. on top of that. my husband is 6'4". one pair of his pants is like 4 of my 5'2" tiny legs pairs of pants. and he owns more khaki pants than j.crew himself. so after an hour of sorting, i got down to the cleaning part. i don't mind this part so much - it's the putting it all away - folding, hanging, etc - that makes me feel like a prisoner in my own house. honestly, who likes doing that? so i washed, and waited, and moved to the dryer, and waited, and made matt listen to the glee channel on pandora in our living room because singing show tunes is apparently the only way i can force myself to do housework. this went on all weekend - with the exception of a short outing to see brave, the new disney/pixar movie. so cute! and the scottish accents were fantastic. but anyways. washing, drying, folding all weekend to the wonderful sounds of glee on pandora all while matt tried desperately to get away from me in my cleaning-crazed state. it was rough, like laundry boot camp or something. not fun - although the glee sing-along was quite nice. june even helped by turning the sorted-need-to-be-cleaned clothes into a massive nest fort in the living room floor. adorable and so unhelpful.
step three: finally, it's all clean and folded. finally a light at the end of the laundry filled tunnel.it is all clean, mostly folded (i'm getting to it, promise!) and now the time has come to say goodbye. clearly, my clothing habit isn't doing me any favors (aside from making me look cute) but other than that its taken over. so, its time to purge a little. time to let go of that band t-shirt thats been hanging in the back for 3 years without being worn, and to let go of a few pairs of the 800 sneakers i own. sad as it is, its for the better. i spent my whole weekend shuffling laundry around. granted tropical storm debby made it impossible for me to do much else, but i could have been napping! the more stuff we have, the more time we spend cleaning, moving, dusting, arranging and dealing with it all. enough is enough. over the next few weeks i am going to reorganize our house. yes, the whole thing. we have a TON of storage but we suck at keeping it organized because of all the extra crap. no more, i say. the first project is our closet, and my massive clothing collection. addiction. whatever you want to call it, it must be fixed before my head explodes and tide comes out my ears.
stay tuned for more on opperation "get rid of the crap" and to find out if matt