When I started this blog, I enjoyed writing about de-cluttering my home. I liked that better than the actual work, but where’s the surprise in that? I still need to de-clutter, but I’ve gotten caught up in other things, especially over the last year and a half, and the clutter has become overwhelming. No more! I declare a thumb war! I mean, I declare a clutter war!
This old house once served 6 people, and now it’s down to just two. Well, two and a dog. We call her Asta, The Squirrel Hunter. That is mostly an out-of-doors activity, but she does shed a great deal and leave her toys strewn ‘round. My younger daughter, well, much the same except that she wouldn’t dream of killing a spider, much less a squirrel.
I’m rather proud of my first few de-cluttering projects, or “5-S” projects as I prefer to call them. My mud room, although it tends to get a bit muddy, is still fairly tidy. My utility closet has stayed organized. My linen closet, much the same. So, I think focusing on the storage areas is really the key…if there is somewhere to put everything, there’s no need for clutter throughout the house.
I’m ready for a “whole house” project…but even so, it has to come in small pieces. When my younger daughter eschewed her bunk beds, I enlisted my son to go up in the attic and bring down the twin to the bed in our guest room. This involved extracting it from the hodge-podge of three similar beds. He was successful. In the ensuing redecorating of my younger daughter’s room, the bunk bed and related trundle ended up in what we refer to as the “library”…kind of an upstairs family room.
So, the start of my whole-house project was to get the bunk bed into the attic. When I trudged up into the attic, I discovered that the other set of twin beds was sprawled across the middle of the narrow attic. So, step one was to stow the beds. I soon realized what a major project this was and how difficult it may have been for my son to extract one from the three. For one thing, the two remaining beds had casters…they rolled most difficultly.
I quickly decided to flip the head and foot boards so that the casters were up. After getting them settled into the eaves, I knew that the bunk beds would fit easily, but that I needed to get rid of the wicker love-seat that was taking up too much space. Unlike the rest of the set of porch furniture, this piece was torn and unrepairable. (Why it was in the attic instead of the garage…don’t even go there.)
I enlisted my younger daughter to help me get the couch out of the attic and into the garage. After, I had to sweep two flights of stairs and the pathway through the attic to get up the leaves and bits of wicker that had broken off. I was rewarded by finding one shelf pin…I’d recently convinced my younger daughter to give up her set of drawers for two bookcases, but one shelf didn’t have enough support pins. Score…although I need one or two more to make it fully stable.
About a dozen trips up and down the attic stairs and I finished stowing the bunk beds. One corner of the attic is now neat and orderly. Now I turn to the next de-cluttering challenges…I think I know how I’ll spend my long stay-cation…
Find the Joy in the Journey…and the relief at finally finding the starting point!