He settles the childless woman in her home as a happy mother of children. —Psalm 113:9

July 11, 2006

But I do it anyway, because I'm kinda evil.

I've come up with a plausible plan of attack for the stacks and stacks of boxes of Matt's stuff that have held reign over my humble attic apartment for the last few months. Step one involves making room in every available closet and stashing them there. Yeah, I know. The plan could easily end there. But the trick to this plan is that there is a Step 2, and that step is to haul out one box a week and spend a few minutes each evening going through it, deciding what to toss, and putting the rest away.

Matt thinks we should just skip straight to step 2, which would be great if we would actually do it and not continue to ignore the boxes or accept them as part of the decor, which I know we won't. Plus his version of the plan involves packing back up everything we don't toss and then stashing it all in closets. Mine involves the immediate gratification of getting back my floor space and the ultimate goal of not having closets full of crap we don't use. We're going with my plan. Just as soon as we get the energy to move all those boxes.

Unrelatedly, when one refers to Matt's underwear as "man-panties," Matt is unamused.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Man-panties may not amuse Matt, but it sure made me giggle.

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Jean Bauhaus said...

Those are just... wow. OMG how funny would it be if I got him a pair of those?

Anonymous said...

Well, putting things away now gives you the instant gratification of having things look clean, even if you know it's all stashed in the closet. And that might keep you motivated in the long run, because it's easy to become overwhelmed and exhausted just by looking at all the clutter. As long as you stick to your schedule of one box per week, I think you can eventually do it. I'm working on one room a week at my house, and so far, so good. :)

Anonymous said...

You are still ahead of my brother-in-law, who apparently still has a storage unit full of boxes that he moved from Toronto to Tennessee (and didn't unpack - 4 years ago), from Tennessee back to Toronto (and didn't unpack - 3 years ago), and to the new house (and didn't unpack - 18 months ago).

On the other hand, Herb is incredibly anal and has a manifest of exactly what is in each (unpacked) box. It's a crazy family, I'll tell you. Herb may have more money and be a doctor, but I think Derek is much easier to live with (and has the better name).

Good luck on the organizing!

Anonymous said...

*snicker* Man-panties, hehehehehe

My new favorite line is: "Put on your big girl panties and deal with it."

Manoah

Jean Bauhaus said...

Snerk. I might have to add that line to my repertoire.

Jean Bauhaus said...

g - I could point out that there are still unpacked boxes in various closets, attic spaces, etc. throughout the house from when I moved in in 1999. But I won't.

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