One Woman’s Junk

I never thought I had the need for a plate rack but my friend Tellisa, who now lives in Turner Valley, has a business called Painted Treasures. What is one woman’s junk can definitely become another ones’ treasure, for after TLC and a few coats of paint, it now is displayed lovingly in the dining room. Thank You Tellisa for this lovely gift.

The decluttering continues

Another kitchen cupboard decluttered & cleaned (with Thieves Essential Oil diluted in water, love the smell) and come Summer, there will be even less on the bottom shelf. A large portion of the items belong to the air conditioner but could be for the old ones. Will recycle parts for what we don’t need when we start using it in 3 months or so.  It’s really weird having such empty cupboards but I know when we move, I’ll probably need to purge more.

Re-de-cluttering

First thing today I shovelled the decks & dusted, polished & cleaned the guest room. I don’t know where the day went just puttering around, it felt like I didn’t accomplish anything other than checked off 2 of the 10 things from the Hunny Do List. He was very appreciative. Lol. I guess it’s actually my to do list by Friday but at least it’s on the fridge & he might just undertake a task or two.

I did re-de-clutter the closet while searching for hand warmers. They were by the front door in a basket but I moved them to the deck door and forgot where I put them, so back to the front door they go. Brain like a sieve.

The shovelling did my back in quite early in the day, just standing was painful, so when I only got my second decluttering task half done and the contents are in a bin lid on the counter. I don’t have dividers and it irritates the heck out of me when everything slides to the back of the drawer, including the nonslip shelf liner. Any suggestions that would solve the problem?

The office....AGAIN!

Another early start to the day (Hubby watching Olympics) but me not being a sports fan, I decided to tackle just the boxes left over from decluttering the office closet. (Pic 1) I only got half way through & down to a bin & small container (Pic 2) when I realized I have company coming on Friday for the weekend and better forgo decluttering and focus on cleaning. Bahahahaha. Yeah right. Me? Focus?

I shoved the remaining boxes into the guest suite (not even going to post a pic of that chaos) and started rearranging so I could steam clean the carpet (there’s a stain I strategically hid with the bins) and Pic 3 is the completed room....one would think.

I wasn’t satisfied with the arrangement, as per usual, so I dragged in all 4 custom-made cat furniture pieces that were randomly spread around the house. I think they look better all together but need to decide which of the chairs to keep as there really only needs to be one (Pics 4&5 show the choices) The cats love sleeping in the green wingback chair and I like the office chair. Keeping in mind it’s more the 3 cats’ room with 3 hidden litter boxes & a cat door than it is my office anymore, and many years in the future, NONE of anything in the room will move with us when we downsize, which chair should I keep?

PS. Rather than drag the wingback chair out, which is extremely difficult, I rearranged AGAIN to accommodate both chairs (Pic 6) and continued to to vacuum & then steam clean the hallway and master bedroom vanity area. By that time, supper was ready but my back was shot. Ow ow ow ow ow.

PPS. Did I mention company coming is my step daughter who is an Interior Designer? Yeah. After supper I rested... oh wait no, folded laundry & made the bed, braved the -33 windchill to start my car to get the mail but the blowing snow made for zero visibility so instead, I waded through above the knee snow to feed and water the 2 feral cats (-20 in the playhouse, I think they live underneath it & only go in through the cat door to eat, then go back) Once back in and warming by the gas fireplace, we watched tv when hubby went to bed before the show even ended. So I moved one of the love-seats and taped the baseboard & window trim on the east living room wall in preparation for....guess who’s painting tomorrow? That is if I can get out of bed. Why do I do this to myself? 🙄

Less Is More

I’ve always loved the saying, “less is more” and am now trying to live by it. Why I loved it years ago was because a radio station I worked for had a contest named not exactly that, but “Les is More”, where an elderly gentleman by the name of Les was the fellow who went around town and if you were the first to find him, received a prize. BRILLIANT!

I woke early this morning & decided to tackle a small declutter while everyone was still in bed. The granddaughter Monroe even lent a hand before SHE wanted to watch a movie, but I convinced her, while sitting on our bedroom floor putting on temporary tattoos, to string some beads together to make jewelry instead. (can watch a movie anytime but it’s not really quality time) While looking for the beads we found a couple of empty mini containers and change of plans, we spent the day making lip balm instead. Every so often she would chide me to stop cleaning. I need to be reminded of that every so often but I really need to remind her to clean as you go, because once all the fun was done, guess who disappears as soon as the cleanup begins. Lol. Kids will be kids.

Next, after making snow angels, a tractor ride with grandpa and a snowmobile ride with her Dad, they left to take her back to her mom’s and I continued to declutter, clean, dust & condition the entire wall unit. My new decluttering motto is to only do so when I am alone so as not to take away from or interrupt family time. 92 DVD & 75 VHS movies are boxed up and ready to go away. There is still a small box of CD’s & cords left to declutter but I’m saving that for next weekend when Monroe returns so she can participate in a life lesson in hopes she will learn the importance of “Less is More”