"Oh yea, Oh yea, bring me your rubbish!"

Pheweeee! Almost didn't do it.
Almost didn't tidy a cupboard or do a bit of sorting. It is new years eve!
I promised myself I would, and I kept to my word, even have the before and after to prove it.
How sad is it that I have a cupboard with a case of Budweiser in it (not completely full) - but that the date on it, the sell by date was 2005!!!!!! For gods sake it is the last night of 2008.

At least the lone bottle of Bailey's is in date.
The cupboard was full of baby bottle sterilisers, bottles, teats, baby food jars etc etc.
Not desperately untidy, just stuffed to the gunnel's, full of the unused and unwanted.

I should have a hand bell and be outside now shouting
"Bring out your rubbish"

Thank goodness I gave the bin man a good tip this year.

Happy New Year!

No one would believe it!

The thing is no one has ever believed (unless they know me well), that I am as messy as this. This is serious mess, not just a little clutter.

I spent two hours this morning, sorting, bagging and tidying. Tomorrow I will continue.
Now I really have exposed myself.
The thing is it wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't so bothered about it.
But I am.
It wouldn't be so bad if I could just pick up and put away.
There is always tomorrow.

As a child I was made to do hospital corners when I made my bed.
Better go - feeling a little overexposed.

Day 2 - start off as I mean to go on.

Strange start really. I wrote my title and it was automatically translated into Urdu. Messed with the settings yesterday and that was the result.

Back to English, and I can start again.
Well - the pile is no longer! The pile is gone, divided, decimated, disappeared, into nothingness. Then this morning after being woken up by a wriggly 2 year old and a cuddly 4 year old, it was up, out of bed and onwards.

God this is going to take me forever, but I have to do it.

I have bad dreams of being in some documentary when I am 80. An elderly woman surrounded by rubbish. Full up to her neck and not able to move. I really do think that could be me, unless I can do something about it.

I like to say "Chaotic Desk - Organised Mind!" as an affirmation! It doesn't work anymore.

Funny this morning I noticed as I was emptying some plastic containers in the kitchen, that the longer you keep the stuff in the containers, the longer you do not look through, the greater the pleasure in throwing these old bits of paper away.

Now, the containers, or rather - the plastic drawer system.
I got it 4 years ago - because of the pile (paper mountain) that I dissembled yesterday. I thought that it would be better to organise the paper, and put it in drawers.

Well obviously I was wrong. SO the 'new' drawer system, is now empty, the paper mountain is empty, and I will use the drawers to put in the children's art things.

The kitchen is slowly being peeled and cleared - metamorphosing into the minimalist room of my dreams. Hah.

In my dreams it will always be. I am the woman who has clutter - 10 old accordians, 350 snowstorms, and many many other bits of what I like to see as magic filling the house.

I will dream the dream and continue on my quest. Wouldn't it be really amazing if I could beat this problem.
I will include some photos later on (when I feel braver) of the really bad spots.
I will include later on (when I feel the courage) why I might be like this.
Mostly I Will continue.........

Same day, same old

So....
we went out for a bike ride, me, him and the two little ones the third little one being with his dad.
We fell out, we fell in again. Back to normal. Coffee at cafe, smoothie for the kids, then home.

Home and cooking and lunch.
Eating.

Small boy goes to friends, dad gets lost on the way there.
I decide to go through a paper pile, remembering that that is what I have promised myself.
This paper pile is no ordinary one.
This pile of papers has been there for three years, and comprises of letters, pictures, receipts, rubbish. Belonging to the whole family. The pile occasionally collapses, morphs into two smaller piles and then gets rebuild.

I will dissemble it. I have been working on it for three days - (on and off).
Today I will complete the task.

You never know I may find some long forgotten treasure.
I may get my life back.

After the affair

Forever and ever, I have had an affair with tidyness, flirted with control, toyed with minimalism. Sadly for me the discovery is it is an impossibility to chuck away the mess, and maintain a disciplined lifestyle.

This blog is for me a final attempt to tidy up my life. I am no where near ready to pop my clogs but when I do I would like to think I have clean knickers on and a tidy house.

Today is the 4th day after christmas. Today I am taking some control over my life.