same song, more verses

It cracks me up that you guys are still reading. And leaving comments. I thank you for your encouragement, but there is something so funny to me about watching the saga of someone de-cluttering. But you guys are the greatest, and I appreciate your letting me get this out of my system. On my blog. In public. In front of an audience. Weird. Just plain weird.


Maybe some of you are like my sister-in-law, self-described as a little OCD, who emailed me this morning to say how excited all this makes her. I just laughed out loud. Her house, with husband, three kids and pets is always clean and organized. I don't know quite how she does it, but she's awesome, and I love her!


Maybe I had a single, microscopic dormant OCD cell living somewhere inside me whose lifespan is nearing its end. Whatever the case, I suppose I should just shut up and be thankful that it "came alive" for a period of time.


Yeah, we're going with that.


Anyway, today's 'task' was to organize and purge the little ones' clothes. I have had my hands on EVERY.SINGLE.PIECE. They sure do have a lot of stuff! Don't get me wrong; I am ever so grateful for the hand-me-downs that people have passed on to us, but their stuff was everywhere!


As a bit of explanation, not that you care, (but maybe as a reminder to myself), in the house we rented before we moved, the kids' rooms were upstairs, but since Elijah slept in our room and we bathed the little ones downstairs, I had a drawer (or two) in my dresser that held their stuff. And then some of it was in my closet. And some actually in their room. Aaargh! This craziness continued to some degree after we moved. Until today.


Even though the little boys are sleeping in our room, Emily graciously allows their armoire and changing table to "live" in her room until we move ALL the boys upstairs. Hopefully before they are ready to move out on their own. Anyway, today all their clothes got purged and organized into one space, and I got my dresser back! There are still a few things hanging in my closet, which is huge, so they are not in the way.


That being said, here are our results from today. I forgot to take "before" pics. I'm thinking this is not a huge deal unless you actually enjoy watching paint dry, but here are the "afters." Again, this is more for me, but it feels great to know where everything is and to stand in one place to get it.


Yippee!


Elijah's clothes are in the armoire, complete with a stack of "to grow into" for next year.


















W's clothes are now stored in the changing table.















And here is the huge "stack-o-stuff" from this week waiting to be relocated to its new home.















WOOHOO!