I aspire to do great things, have a clean home, well-behaved young-uns, craft to my hearts content, read a gazillion books, oh and run a marathon.
Trouble is – to aspire to anything you have to have something called consistency. Sadly the only thing I’m consistent at is inconsistency.
I’m really good with new chore charts, exercise or eating programs for about 1-2 weeks and then inconsistency rears it’s ugly head. I fall off the bandwagon. (where did that term even come from?)
But hey – I aspire to defeat inconsistency. So I tackled another Clutter-monster war zone. The dining room, or the room in which no one eats because it’s always covered with mom’s stuff room.
I know you won’t believe it until you see it.
I dare you to find room to fit a plate of food for one, let alone eight, in this room.
And the china hutch and surrounding space?
So it took me the better part of the afternoon but finally I uncovered all the brown glory of the hutch. Man, I sure do need to find some color.
Notice the lower left corner of the picture. So the only negative with de-cluttering is it brings to sudden sight the imperfections of the home. For example: body-banging damage, of teenage boys, to corners and Picasso art of 2 year olds to walls.
But Hey, we can have dinner at the table now, and not on the floor like a bunch of farm animals.
And see I even pulled out some Easter Eggs Cause everything is screaming for colors other than brown.
Oh and the clutter you see in the background is Thrift Store Give-Away pile and school stuff.
So now the Dining room is added to my list of rooms that can be tidied in 5 minutes or less, along with the Master Bedroom, Front Room, Front Hallway and T.V.Room. Wahoo.
Now to let you in on a little secret to my whole spring cleaning tactics. In fact I’ll even let the skeletons out of the closet, or back room to be precise. Sure I’ve purged the before mentioned rooms of all the extra clutter but it’s still around. If I can’t find a home for something I’ve put it in the room of Probation DOOM! The Last Chance Hole of all things clutter. Once I hit every room in my home I intend to visit this room for a final time and deal out Judgment in the form of permanent home or banishment. I expect I’ll shed some tears, say a few choice words like freaking, and crap. But I will deal with it. I will be consistent this once!!!
Because I want my Craft Fantasy Studio and the only way to get there is to deal with the Pain of separation of stuff.
Behold my growing Mountain of Clutter.
And so your eye’s weren’t playing tricks on you. Here’s a slightly different angle.
Notice it is so bad there isn’t even a path to the door. You have to risk climbing over it’s treacherous peaks.
AHHHHHHHHH! Don’t tell the fire marshal or I’ll be fined for blocking an access.
But hey, the rest of my home is beginning to look decent, and that should count for something.