My hope in televised programming has been restored -- "The Simple Life" has been cancelled. I don't have to see Paris Hilton turning her nose up at washing dishes or taking out the trash. What a relief.
More room for the good stuff...more room for "Law and Order" reruns.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Fall Clean Up
It began with a simple wish -- I just wanted more room in my closet. After several trips to Goodwill, where I left who knows how many boxes of clothes, shoes and other such truck and days of cleaning and vacuuming and cleaning some more, my house is now unreocognizable.
Can a simple wish change a life? I've reorganized my personal closet and getting it ready for painting. I've cleaned out bookshelves, transformed my dining room into a room that I'd actually enjoy eating in. I'm tuckered out and ready for a good dinner and a nap.
It's strange to think that I can go through my life in a semi-coma state, not really noticing where things accumulate, that I can't find my shoes, that I seem to be missing something. Maybe it's me missing from my harried, scattered life.
A few days with a vacuum cleaner in tow, I've taken out bags of garbage, bundled up old books (I'll go through those later and figure out what I really want....and I've sworn off Amazon for a bit...I've got a great library just a ways down the road and a new library card -- any book I want is within a day or two away and its FREE!).
The seeds for this were laid a few weeks ago when I started making space for things meaningful in my life and for getting rid of things that are just worn out and past their time. During this military operation (my husband and kids ducked out and would return from time to time to see if the coup were still in operation)...I found some real treasures...photos of my kids that I had forgotten, things made by my grandmother that I'll never throw away, books that I had missed.
My office and home are once again a refuge, peaceful and clean. What's more, very little of it was purchased new..mostly it was digs from around the house, moved around, cleaned up made useful once again.
My mind is still whirring away on ideas for new color in the bedroom and ways in which I'll use the new space cleared out with all this cleaning madness. But for now it is just a refreshing feeling. Wood that is clean, floors that are sparkling and a closet that I can truly walk into and find things. I don't want to press the metaphor but it is almost a spiritual feeling -- a sense of a newness that is ordered, neat and purposeful.
Can a simple wish change a life? I've reorganized my personal closet and getting it ready for painting. I've cleaned out bookshelves, transformed my dining room into a room that I'd actually enjoy eating in. I'm tuckered out and ready for a good dinner and a nap.
It's strange to think that I can go through my life in a semi-coma state, not really noticing where things accumulate, that I can't find my shoes, that I seem to be missing something. Maybe it's me missing from my harried, scattered life.
A few days with a vacuum cleaner in tow, I've taken out bags of garbage, bundled up old books (I'll go through those later and figure out what I really want....and I've sworn off Amazon for a bit...I've got a great library just a ways down the road and a new library card -- any book I want is within a day or two away and its FREE!).
The seeds for this were laid a few weeks ago when I started making space for things meaningful in my life and for getting rid of things that are just worn out and past their time. During this military operation (my husband and kids ducked out and would return from time to time to see if the coup were still in operation)...I found some real treasures...photos of my kids that I had forgotten, things made by my grandmother that I'll never throw away, books that I had missed.
My office and home are once again a refuge, peaceful and clean. What's more, very little of it was purchased new..mostly it was digs from around the house, moved around, cleaned up made useful once again.
My mind is still whirring away on ideas for new color in the bedroom and ways in which I'll use the new space cleared out with all this cleaning madness. But for now it is just a refreshing feeling. Wood that is clean, floors that are sparkling and a closet that I can truly walk into and find things. I don't want to press the metaphor but it is almost a spiritual feeling -- a sense of a newness that is ordered, neat and purposeful.
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