Weekend!
So let’s say that you’ve noticed that your closets are, like, full to overflowing. How did *THAT* happen?, you may wonder. It’s not like you’re picking up more than a couple of shirts each time you go to Target and it’s not like you go to Target *THAT* often. Well… you do that enough over a decade and, next thing you know, you need to do a cull.
Step One: figure out what you are absolutely positively 100% keeping. This list should be limited to your socks and perhaps your undies. Everything else should go in a pile in the corner.
Step Two: take one piece of clothing from the pile and ask yourself “does this piece of clothing make me happy?” or some similar variant (I imagine suit coats or dress pants that you wear to work every day might not make you happy, but they make you money and that can make you happy).
Step Three: Throw the piece of clothing into either The Keep It Pile, The Goodwill Pile, The Nostalgia Pile, or The Trash.
Step Four: Hang the keep it pile back up (or put in the appropriate drawer). Box/bag the Goodwill pile and take it to Goodwill. Put the nostalgia pile in one of those ziploc bags and put it in the corner of the closet for the next time you do this. Take out the trash.
Step Five: Say “holy cow, I can’t believe how much closet space I have!”
This is what we did last weekend. Holy cow. I can’t believe how much closet space we have.
This weekend, by contrast, will be spent getting prepped up for The Holidays. (This is the last weekend before a month’s worth of insanity, after all.) Crowbar in some dates, hit all of the stores prior to the Black Weekend, and huddle down for The War On Christmas.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Photo is “Footrace finish line, 1925” from the Seattle Municipal Archives, used under a creative commons license.)
This weekend, we are moving house, and have been doing the purge for a couple of weeks now. We were going to do it when we first moved to WA, but right before the move date, my father-in-law died unexpectedly, and suddenly the intended purge became “just box all this crap up, we’ll deal with it later”. The move to the current home was, of course, 2 months after Bug was born, so once again, that which had never been unboxed was just tossed on the truck, and the rest was boxed for later purging.
This time, we are purging as we go, the trash pile is impressive, as is the goodwill pile. Any boxes that Are To Be Purged Later are going to a storage unit, which should encourage us to go through them ASAP, so we can stop paying for a storage unit.
It is amazing how much crap two people can accumulate after 20 years together…Report
Achievement -Moving House with a Toddler – UNLOCKED!Report
There is a showing of Citizen Kane on Sunday. Still debating about whether I want to see the Pulp documentary/concert film on Saturday.Report
The roofers should be finishing up tomorrow. For which the dog will be very relieved. She’s been very concerned for my safety with all of that banging going on. Insisting on following me around everywhere with a very concerned look on her face. Laying across my lap at every opportunity.
I will be relieved, too. Napping has been hard for the Little Girl, and it’s disturbed all of our sleep.
Had an electrician stop by today. The printer downstairs wipes out everything along the wall on which it’s plugged in. The electricians did some magic and it worked. Until about five minutes after they left.
Thanksgiving is next week. Clancy’s aunt is on the other side of the state, and we’re thinking about going there to visit. Unfortunately, if we can’t arrange dog car I cannot go which means she will likely not go.
Due to various issues at Clancy’s work, she’s been drowning in paperwork. It’s feeling like it did in Arapaho. The good news is that this is a temporary situation. Combined with everything else, it’s taking a toll.Report
Hope it looks up soon.Report
I initially read the front page text as “First, you take off all of your clothing (yes, everything… maybe excepting socks and undies)…” and thought, okay, it’s going to be that kind of weekend down in the Springs…Report
Dude, that’s “what happens when we get home from work”.Report
Shopping, sleeping, reading. Possibly eating. There may be a 6 year old here, but I’m trying to negotiate a first-grader-less weekend. It’s not that he’s not adorable, it’s that he wears me the Hell out.Report
I negotiated a no-first-grader weekend! I see many naps in my near future, naps that aren’t interrupted by a face 1.5 mm away from mine saying repeating the words, “Can I play with your phone?” until I get up.Report
@jaybird kinda oversimplified what we did last weekend (for eg, I actually got rid of more than 1/2 my socks), but honestly the full version is exhausting just to read, so let’s leave it there.
My version of this weekend is a lot different than Jaybird’s… I was planning on a lot of “hunker down, do chores – winter bedding instead of summer bedding! – and maybe we might go out to a movie if we have any energy for that.” But then, I tend to cheerfully not even remember about Christmas shopping until two weeks before Christmas. After effects of years in retail…
Hm. I guess we’ll figure that out later.Report
Possibly a trip to the Dread IKEA to get a drop-leaf desk for The Boy, then installing said desk.
A few friends over Saturday night.Report
http://youtu.be/aiBt44rrslwReport
I’m like her every time I go there.Report
Yup. There ARE shortcut doors you can take to avoid the rat maze, but they are not obvious.Report
You make it sound like Lewis Carrol designed IKEA.Report
`Twas BRYNE, and the SLÄTTEN floor
Did GREJ and JÖKEL in the VÅG:
All MUMSIG were the HELSINGÖR,
And the MALM chests FLORVÅG.
“Beware the JONSBERG vase, my son!
The curvy form, the painted elf!
Beware the JUBLA bird, and shun
The FRAMSTÅ BJÖRKEN shelf!”Report
ITYM Escher.Report
Poker and music. In other words, a sausage fest.
I’m pretty excited to be seeing Sloan Sunday night (except for the Sunday night part) with my daughter as it will be our first concert together, and it’s Sloan.Report
Man, that’s awesome. I am looking forward to my first concert with The Boy – we’ve seen a few small daytime freebie things at the park, but I mean a real show.
But I need something age-appropriate (material- and decibel-wise), on a non-school night, and an appropriate venue, (or else, he needs to be a bit older), and all the stars haven’t aligned just yet.Report
#1 daughter is competing in the high school state swim meet–medley relay–so of course proud parents will be there.Report
Ongoing film fest. Making food, making more food. All spare time to writing.
My issue is that I tend to get stuck at Stage 4: give the goodwill stuff to goodwill. I wish there was a closer drop off location, and that I wouldn’t have to carry everything there.Report
From last week, I found raw fava bean leaf taste similar to pods surrounding snow peas. Slightly sweet but rich. Roselle Hibiscus leaf is somewhat tart raw.
Will be shadowing my lady this weekend. She injured a rotator cuff yesterday, and there is not much that can be analysed until the swelling subsides.Report
We’re going to a play tonight – a stage adaptation of Betty Smith’s Maggie-Now. Tomorrow night is Fledermaus’s birthday party. Sunday will hopefully be devoted to some serious shuffling about in bathrobes and PJs.
At some point, I will do a bit more work on our advent calendar, and try to rescue the tray of runny caramel I made, which was supposed to be a tray of chewy caramel firm enough for cutting into squares. I’m not sure what route to take – try to re-melt it and boil it longer, or turn it into a caramel icing or sauce or something, and try again for the candies.Report
Apropos of I just happened to run across this during the Food symposium:
http://www.amazon.com/Food-Love-Story-Jim-Gaffigan/dp/0804140413
“The sides are not included with the purchase of steak. They are à la carte in steakhouses, like napkins on Spirit Airlines. Sides are never called ‘vegetables,’ because what is done to vegetables in steakhouses makes them no longer qualify as vegetables.
“GRUFF WAITER: We have spinach cooked in ice cream. We also have a bowl of marshmallows with a dollop of yam. And our house specialty is a baked potato that we somehow stuffed with five sticks of butter. We also have a “diet potato” that is stuffed with only four sticks of butter.”Report
You know, I could use a diet potato.Report
I’m two days into a 12-day vacation so at this point I’m just trying to relax.
Heading to Southbend tomorrow for the University of Louisville vs. Notre Dame. Should be a good one.Report