I’ve promised myself all semester that come Christmas break, I would reorganize my room. The rest of the place needs cleaning too so I told myself today I would clean the whole apartment after I reorganized my room.
I got through my closet.
Granted, it was the most disorganized part of my room. But it took the whole day. And now I am really tired.
Case in point: I started this blog post and then zoned out and forgot about it. Twice.
Organizing is exhausting. I’m ready for bed.
So I took all my books and broke them down by genre. Then I shelved them! I am still a shelf or three short, but a good chunk fit on the bookshelves I already have. There would be more space and I did try and get rid of some…
I mean, I got rid of 4! Out of hundreds. And all 4 were duplicates. And not even all my duplicates…I’m keeping all three copies of the Witch of Blackbird Pond. (I wear out copies of that one easily.) But it is a start!
Day 2 of 2019:
Still packing + no laptop = 5.5 audio books completed today.
It is my least favorite thing (organizing) with my favorite (books). At least I am super productive!
Things I have learned while unpacking:
- I have a lot of fleece-lined leggings.
- Like, so many.
- I suspect I would buy another pair instead of doing laundry.
- I am developing a nice wool sock collection.
- I have a lot of tea.
- I do not have enough tea.
- I do have enough mugs.
- So many mugs.
- Lighting a favorite candle is always a good idea.
- Coffee is a better idea.
- Real food is the best idea.
- I really, really dislike organizing things.
I know this will come as a bit of a surprise, but I am something of a pack rat. (Stop laughing, Mom.) I’ve gotten waaayyyyy better as I’ve gotten older. However, even with my gutsy decision to throw out the dinosaur head I’ve never liked, I still have boxes and boxes of “junk drawers” in the basement. The junk drawer began when I was a kid for all the odds and ends that needed a home. Papers, notebooks, and knickknacks could be put in the junk drawer. And I have a lot of papers and notebooks and knickknacks.
My sister was ragging me about those “drawers” a few days ago (she was reading the book by that lady who says you should throw out everything that doesn’t bring you joy) and I snapped at her about it. However, her words sat in the back of my mind and, spurred by the need for a white elephant gift, I decided to organize them with an eye towards consolidation.
I have now emerged, several hours later, with many white elephant gifts and not one consolidated box. But hey, at least I know where my marble collection is.