Showing posts with label decluttering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label decluttering. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

NO-BLOG TUESDAY

I interrupt my regularly-scheduled sarcasm for this announcement:

Given the amount of time that I have been spending on the keyboard of late and the general...um...shall we say untidiness of my home, I've declared today No-Blog Tuesday, meaning I won't be writing a post.  OK, yes, technically this is a post, but  it's gonna be brief compared to my usual verbose ramblings.  The house has finally crossed that line between cluttered and non-functioning, so some elbow grease is in order today.  I have laundry to do (The Vulcan keeps snarling something about wanting clean underwear), I have errands (I got hell from The Professor for buying the wrong type caps for his new Derringer and need to make an exchange), and I have a tower of paperwork in my inbox that's threatening to take a tumble onto the floor (where my paper-devouring hound dog lurks).

And just to make all you ladies feel better about the states of your homes, I'm adding photos of the two areas I plan on excavating cleaning up today.

Apparently you can have too many purses...  The bench in the foyer tends to be the family
dumping ground when we walk in the door.


The top of my dining room table hasn't been seen since the beginning of summer.
I gotta do something about this before I lose something important like a
bill or my keys...or my child.





There, now don't you all feel better?  For all those who answered yes, I say, "You're welcome."  Now that I've publicly shamed myself, I better get to work.


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