Oh yes oh yes!!
I took a breather from the paper sorting and the last hurrah that is needed to finish the living room. Honestly I was getting bored looking at it – but mostly because I have a huge cedar wardrobe in there that I need to weed out and I am dreading it. I figure it all has to be done eventually, so for a change of scenery and a short reprieve with the wardrobe, I went after two nest areas in my bedroom this weekend.
I took out one on FRIDAY night. I wanted to watch the DVD “The Hours” a friend had loaned me. I told myself I couldn’t until I spent an hour on the clutter first. I really was tired of looking at the collection of stuff under my desk whenever I went to the bathroom – the bathroom door faces out onto the desk in the bedroom… so it is the view when you leave the bathroom door open as I am want to do most times. (There are advantages to living by yourself.)
So. CLUTTER CITY under that there desk. The cats like to rearrange things as they chase each other. The desk is a “catch-all” spot in my house. So, as a result of the two forces, I found under the desk: lots of receipts, a fork, one glass, my diary, both parts of the wireless mouse, a lapdesk, my briefcase, a rug, a towel, 2 washcloths, 1 pair of socks (wool so must of been under there since last spring), a box of stationery, 2 note cards, a bag with post cards in it from Dollywood (went there in July), 15 Post-it pads, 2 note pads, a composition book, two legal pad, a docking station for my laptop, Harry Potter Book 2, “Mrs. Dod’s Housekeeping Companion” that Barbara loaned me many moons ago, a basket, a tin of Altoids gum, a marble, a binder clip, various rubber bands and paper clips, instruction book and cd for my wireless card, parts and instruction book for the docking station, numerous earrings and 2 brooches, 3 necklaces, 23 cents, a swimsuit, a beach towel, and a bra. Dust, dust bunnies, Jasper-the-white-fluffy-kitty kitty fuzz, and a dead katydid.
Nest number two was under the bedroom chest of drawers. I cleaned it out yesterday. It was a smaller space, and less central – so less likely to be used as a lauching pad by the suborbital, yet no-less flying kitty cats. It contained: yogurt cup, applesauce cup, 2 spoons, a tote bag with a deodorant and my camera bag inside. (Camera has been missing since… Christmas?) (There are 3 rolls of film in the camera bag and one in the camera.) LOTS of jewerly as the kitties had dumped out a jewlery box, 2 pairs of socks, 2 sweatshirts, and a bath mat.
Some papers were in both nests. Mostly trash: receipts, packaging for a thermostat, an intruction book or two.
You do not know how long I have looked at the nest under the desk and dreaded pulling it all out and sorting it and cleaning under there. Or seen the cats playing “hide and seek” under the dresser and knowing more stuff was getting scattered under there as they cavorted.
Several tools helped me. Mostly music.
On Friday evening, I pressed the clock radio’s “Sleep” button to give myself 59 minutes to work. I ended up pressing it twice and taking 2 hours to sort it all out. Once I got going I didn’t want to stop.
Yesterday I used my iPod’s playlist “The Girls” and knew I had 5 hours of tunes to keep me company while I worked: Tina Turner, Dixie Chicks, Norah Jones, Emmy Lou Harris… all kept me company as I sorted out from under the dresser. Then I washed or dusted off everything that I had found in both nest forays. Then I swept and mopped the bedroom, dusted the dresser, washed my desk top to bottom, put a new tablecloth on, reattached the wireless mouse and docking station, washed the window top to bottom beside my desk, dusted or wiped off many things and admired what I had done.
friday night I got a Coke when I was finished. Yesterday, I got a Sprite mid-day, and had promised myself chocolate ice cream but didn’t need it by the time I was done.
I didn’t work fast but I worked steady. I go at a breakneck pace M-F – it is hard to get inthused or even “up” on the weekends – especially if I need to get “up” for a house cleaning binge. This was it and it was easy. I took my time. When five hours was up I was going to quit, no matter what I had done – but I had to stay busy. Even sorting out earring bits from the kitty fuzz bundles wasn’t bad. I had a good day.
Then I fixed dinner. Ate. And sat at my new clean desk and worked for 2 hours and that was fun too. I had room for my brain to expand. I wasn’t juggling a laptop on my lap in the recliner with the briefcase balanced on a tv-tray in danger of being up-ended every minute or so.
Peaches went after Buttons at 6:30 this morning (sibling rivary). There was nothing on the desk for them to knock off. I distracted Peaches with 2-3 cat toys tossed from where I had left them on the night stand…. oh! That is the other thing I found: cat toys. Peaches is a cat toy freak—most cats ignore them – she hoards them. Under the dresser must be her hiding spot. I sailed 3 at her this morning and she went off in busy-ball bliss instead of terrorizing her sister. That is also the reason a bath mat was under the dresser too – she practices wrestling with rugs and bath mats. So now, my before I go to sleep list includes: get “bath mat out from under desk/dresser” and “find 3 cat toys to distract Peaches in the morning.”
I have left to go in bedroom: clean under bed. (Won’t be as bad as under desk but I am missing quiet a few books and reading glasses.) 1 basket of papers. 1 crate with mail. 1 crate with books and computer manuals and recipe cards. 1 sweater chest to go through and either give away about a drawer’s worth more or find a place to store them. I have an… what is the word, athmema (sp) to storing anything—storing is keeping something for 3 MORE years so you can THEN give it away – so I have to do a very hard painful sort on my sweaters. The big bookcase needs to be dusted. And, a small bookcase (2 shelves) got a quick vacumm a few weeks ago but it needs a thorough dusting.
I would also like to say (this is the worlds longest entry – sorry – I appreciate you staying with me this long) that cleaning up the bedroom and making my desk area livable is only possible because I have put away all my laundry for the first time – maybe ever. I gave away all my laundry baskets to the thrift store but two. If I wash it and dry it I just keep going and put it away now. If I don’t have room to put it away properly, then there must be something in that drawer or rack I haven’t worn in a while that can go in the thrift store bin.
And, helping that goal is the fact that rhere are 2 thrift store bins: one on the front porch and one in the laundry room, and I am using them. I delivered one to the thrift store on Saturday, I dropped 2 more bags off this morning on the way into work.
Yes. I have a bedroom.
Thanks for listening.