Week Six: Room For The Whole Family (REVEAL!!!)

A week and a half ago, when I posted my challenge for week number five, one of my favorite people in the entire world wide web chimed in with this comment. Another of my favorite people on the whole internet agreed with her. I’m pretty sure that I actually felt each of them cringing on my behalf, one of them half way across town from me, the other all the way across the country. I could almost hear them asking themselves WHY is she doing this to herself? That’s too much in too little time. What is she thinking?! And I can’t blame them for thinking that, but it was too late to change my challenge for the week, so I just did what I could do and that was that.

When the next Thursday rolled around, with the comments from the previous week still fresh on my mind, what did I do? You guessed it! I did exactly what I always do… I posted a big challenge! Admittedly, this week’s challenge wasn’t as big as some that have come before, but it wasn’t exactly a piece of cake, either. There is one thing about this week’s de-clutter zone that stands out from one or two that I’ve posted in the past: I DID IT!

That’s right! Under the strict supervision of Peanut and Oogie-boogie, I completed the 4-Day DeClutter Challenge for week number six! And I didn’t even get any assistance with it.

Wanna see it?  No problem!

Week six reveal photo

Where did that case of sodas come from?

I know just one photo isn’t very impressive, but it’s a little room. I think the single shot just about says it all. I would like to add that what it doesn’t say is that my sweetheart managed to scoot in to restock the little beverage refrigerator that sits just across the doorway from Oogie. I don’t know how I managed to not see that when I snapped the photo. As for the spray bottles… I had almost taken this shot to post as a progress pic, but with the words of my blog-buddies on my mind and new jewelry designs on my workstation, I decided to just finish up by putting away the cleaning supplies and officially declaring this week’s challenge a decluttering success!

Hooray!

Special thanks to my blog-buddies for their realistic support week in and week out. Special thanks to another of my favorite people in cyber-space for reminding me to never back down. Without a support system like mine I wouldn’t be out here posting this silly (and apparently solo) meme week after week. Thank you, buddies!

What about you? Yes, you! What are you decluttering in your world? I would love to show it off for you! Find out how the 4-Day DeClutter Challenge works and stop in on Thursday to share your own challenge!

Week Five: More Clothes Than You Can Shake a Stick At (Reveal?)

Hangers

Hangers (Photo credit: notashamed)

In spite of a few minor set-backs and miscalculations, I am fairly happy with the outcome of this week’s 4-Day Challenge project. Together, My Sweetheart and I made some real and tangible progress. Is the task 100% complete? No, but I can say with more than a little bit of relief that I now believe that the light at the end of our wardrobe/laundry/clothing tunnel is sunshine rather than a train coming down the track.

I know I am supposed to be posting a photo for you to ooh and aah over, but for the life of me I can’t seem to figure out where I put the camera down after I snapped a few progress pics. I have a sneaking suspicion that I managed to scoop it up with some of the clothes that were bound for either a drawer or the donation pile, but I am too exhausted to mount a search for it tonight. I hope you don’t mind the suspense…

In the meantime, I thought I would share an article with you that I discovered on the Etsy blog a day or two ago about the fate of donated clothing Americans drop off every year and the impact of our used clothing on the rest of the world. It’s somewhat eye-opening, especially for me, as I sift and sort my way through the ocean of fabric items that have been accumulated by my household in just 4 or 5 short months! The post just so happens to be from my favorite Etsy blogger, Chappell Ellison, so that’s an added bonus I am happy to pass along to those of you who haven’t been reading the Etsy blog.

If the statistics in Chappell’s post cause you to re-think plans you have for donating clothing no longer useful to your household, but what can you do with unwanted clothes other than drop them at the donation center? Sell them in a garage sale? Sure… but that’s not the most efficient alternative (unless you are already making plans for your next sale event). You could also refashion, reconstruct, redesign or (your preferred buzz word for recycling unwanted clothing into stylish swag here) your cast-offs. But not everyone has the inclination, time and skill to put that idea into action. Is there another option? I’m happy to tell you that not only is there another option, if you are in Dallas, there’s an option that can put some change in your pocket as well as make room in your closets! Even better, you don’t have to look any further than CraigsList to find this option.

If you have at least 10 bags of clothing, according to this ad, Charity Shoes and Clothing, LLC is interested in buying the lot from you. Check out their website here.

Another listing may be better for you if you don’t have 10 bags of clothing you no longer need. This one offers cash for your untorn and unwanted clothing items and you don’t even have to leave the house to earn it; this buyer will come to your place and buy your unwanted things. How great is that?

I haven’t yet decided the ultimate fate for all of the clothes weeded out of our closet (and laundry cycle) by this week’s challenge, but I have a feeling that I am going to exercise more than one of these newly discovered alternatives to donation drop-spots.

I’ll be sure to post the farewell photos as our rejects hit the road, but for now… Zzzzzzzzzz….

Contents Under Pressure

I have a one-year-old chihuahua named LB (“Lightning Bolt”–I’ll tell you that story another time) Wilbur III, Esquire. I adore LB to pieces and baby him way more than I should most of the time. Today, LB is being a moody little pain in the butt and growls and barks his head off at the whole family every time one of us so much as moves an inch. I have told him a dozen times or more to knock it off, but I might as well have been talking to a stump (a barking, growling stump), because when My Sweetheart came into the living room from the warehouse a little while ago LB went off like a freakin’ siren.

And so did I.

I got nose-to-nose with a (usually) sweet, little 4 pound dog and yelled my head off at him to stop it, Stop It, STOP IT! like an insane person. And I hurt the little guy’s feelings. Poor baby boy. I never even talk ugly to him, so he was totally unprepared for me to go off like that. I feel like a bad person for it.

The reason I lost my cool, I suppose, is the fact that I had been struggling over this post for–oh, I don’t know–close to an hour, maybe, and I had nothing to show for it at all. The reason I am, or was, stuck is I feel like I really have a lot to say here today and all of those thoughts are crushing up against each other trying to get out and building more and more pressure the more I try grab onto just one of those thoughts. My thought process has all the qualities of a warm, 2-liter bottle of Big Red soda that someone just dropped on the hot pavement. Not a good thing.

I was thinking about this post yesterday. The possibility that I would be blocked like I have been wasn’t even a consideration. In fact, I spent a lot of time thinking about this post and expected it to just flow right on through my fingers and into the internet then onto your screen almost effortlessly.  Just like I told you on Thursday that I was all fired up to kick the 4-day challenge meme in the patootie (yes, I said “patootie”), yesterday I was all fired up to tell you that the desk I had planned on moving out of the office for a complete surprise repurpose in another part of the warehouse had been given a stay of execution because I am not going to complete that project this week.

I know, I know… I am not doing so great with these challenges, am I? Not even a little bit.

The reason the desk is staying put is because poor prior planning promotes piss-poor performance and I had failed to take in the big picture when I posted the challenge set-up this week. Yesterday when I was ready to roll up my sleeves and get to clutter-busting the desk, I headed into the warehouse to clear the spot for the desk to start its new life as a major component in my new dressing/sewing room (construction pending). There’s no missing the big picture in the warehouse… It looked like this:

And there is no room there for my desk to find a new purpose…

So, I upgraded my challenge. This is the progress so far:

Wow! That pressure isn’t as strong as it was a little while ago. I think I will be able to get some more work done out in the warehouse before I make the next post.

Oh… And btw… I made up with my baby boy before I even made this post. I picked him up and held him close. he even rolled on his backand let me hold him like a baby and rub his tummy (a position in which he usually is pretty insecure staying for long) for as long as I wanted. But I didn’t kiss him on his cute little head, although I was quite tempted… LB does not being the recipient of kisses.

LB

LB Wilbur III, Esquire