I’m still at them. Although I’ve discovered once again that the carpet in my room is red. (Also, we’re not going to talk about the closet — the closet will get handled in the next stage, which is called ‘one box a night’.
I have learned a few things:
- Cleaning rooms, especially when I’ve let it get really bad, sucks the big one.
- I need to come up with a better system of handling the books and papers that come into my room.
- I need to come up with a better system about cramming epic levels of stuff into my room. (A blessed bag of holding would be really awesome about this point…)
- I need to be better at dealing with the chores that failure to do make the room messier — taking out the trash and doing laundry are probably excellent starts, although the “putting clothes away” part of laundry would also be a good thing.
- I am reminded once again that paper cuts suck.
- I am reminded once again that the things one needs to do to avoid identity theft also suck.
Anyway, I’ve still got a lot to do and approximately four hours to do it, so back to work.
the things one needs to do to avoid identity theft also suck.
Depending on their attitude, your cat or dog may find the shredder to be fascinating — or a mortal enemy.
Peter:
Given the fact that all three of them are horrifically scared of the dryer when it’s running, I’m sure the shredder would send them scattering to the four winds.
[Interestingly, one of the two words in the captcha for this is ‘apocalypse’. Dunno if that means anything or not…]
You never know. Oscar the Wonder Dog is *very* suspicious of the lawnmower, doesn’t even like being in the same house as the vacuum cleaner, but is fascinated (to the point that I have to keep his nose out of the way) by the shredder.
I know it’s generally considered lame, but the Flylady book, Sink Reflections, has some great stuff about decluttering. It sets up routines and stuff. When I kind of follow the principles things go much better here. You take short steps to get it right then maintain. The book is much, much better than the website, which is too sugary for words.
I would have gladly given you my decluttering books, but they never made it to the thrift store when I left Sunnyvale, and ended up in landfill :: blush ::
Good luck. Glad to have stolen you for an hour or so. :)