God is an Iron *
Nov. 30th, 2009 11:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My original plan was to work on my dining room during Hoarders, but the Universe had other plans. How else do you explain the avalance of laundry/etc. from the top of my cedar chest this evening? Gravity? *sigh*
It's your basic waterfall front art deco chest, and the pile atop it was about up to my waist. Now that it's migrated south, it's halfway to my knees. I've filled two boxes with books, and laundry is ongoing. I'm going to have a whole bunch of new things to wear that have been submerged for several seasons.
I found several purses that were MIA, but the happiest find was in an overnight bag I clearly haven't used in a while, because I've been looking for it for ages: 'Ears', my Estonian alarm clock. It's a circular clock set into a ring of plush leopard print with pointy ears. It was a delightful gift several years ago from
kukkurkurat, and it went missing after one of my house-sitting gigs. Things is, there were a couple within a few weeks, and I couldn't recall where I'd last seen Ears. I asked everyone I could think of, and was dreadfully guilty, because it's so cool and I felt so careless---this is such a relief! I've added a fresh battery and it's ticking away.
Today started awfully early...I'm probably going to meander off to bed soon.
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* Points to you if you get the reference.
It's your basic waterfall front art deco chest, and the pile atop it was about up to my waist. Now that it's migrated south, it's halfway to my knees. I've filled two boxes with books, and laundry is ongoing. I'm going to have a whole bunch of new things to wear that have been submerged for several seasons.
I found several purses that were MIA, but the happiest find was in an overnight bag I clearly haven't used in a while, because I've been looking for it for ages: 'Ears', my Estonian alarm clock. It's a circular clock set into a ring of plush leopard print with pointy ears. It was a delightful gift several years ago from
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Today started awfully early...I'm probably going to meander off to bed soon.
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* Points to you if you get the reference.
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Date: 2009-12-01 06:46 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-12-07 06:25 pm (UTC)There's no excuse for that kind of filth. I won't be watching that again..disturbed me too much.
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Date: 2009-12-09 10:48 pm (UTC)I'm not THAT bad, and I don't ever want to be, but mental illness isn't something you can choose, any more than H1N1. I say a prayer for them and try to do a little more on my surroundings....
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Date: 2009-12-14 09:45 pm (UTC)I've moved furniture , cleaned other people's houses and much more all while being 9 months pregnant. You do what you have to do- waiting and wishing for a magic answer borders on ridiculous.
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Date: 2009-12-15 12:31 am (UTC)Seriously though, I understand how after it gets to a certain point, it can be pretty overwhelming. The trick is not letting it get to that point. Me, right now I'm chipping away at my office, which is showing a lot more floor space than it did a couple days ago because I'm making room for my tree. It's not perfect, I'm not going to fall into the trap of "all or nothing", I'm just happy that it's better.
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Date: 2009-12-15 01:33 am (UTC)I do know that I had such a thick covering of dust on my cedar chest yesterday that it looked like someone had sprayed it with fake snow. After I dusted it, it was amazingly shiny!! I had to laugh. Those are the kinds of things that I put off until I can't stand it any longer.
I can cook like the wind but cleaning is something I put off till the very last.
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Date: 2009-12-15 01:57 am (UTC)Prowess, or lack thereof...I've seen your house, and I can safely say that next to me, you're a paragon of cleanliness and tidyness. No lie.
On the other hand, I've been in this house since 1974 and I'm a packrat. I've made repeated stabs at getting organized, occasionally with help, so that I have a lot of boxes packed up that I don't know the contents of. I'll know that I have a particular book, keepsake or artifact SOMEWHERE, but where?! So I'm afraid to just blindly start pitching lest I chuck something vital.