A Renewed Clothes Closet & the Dreaded Filing
March still roared quite a bit last week with more snow storms, but it is suppose to go above 0 this afternoon, and for the next few days, so it may be safe to say it is leaving us like a lamb. A lot of people here are quite impatient for spring by now. I’m satisfied that it is on its way.
I’ve been hearing a mouse (mice?) in my house again, so I’ve set out poison (since I don’t have to worry about kids or a cat getting into that), and i’ve begun my clean up and organize campaign.
Someone had given me some bags of good quality cast off clothing a couple of weeks ago, so a week ago Saturday I tackled cleaning and organizing my clothes closets and shelves.
I found a way to store my out of season clothes in the harder to reach area, and I also took out a lot that either needed to go into my rag bin, or passed on to someone smaller. That disposed of two garbage bags full and made nice room for the newer, better clothes. Packing away guest bed linens in a plastic storage tote, and putting it up on a high, hard to reach shelf cleared space for more sweaters in that cupboard. The things that need altering or repairs are stacked on the sewing desk.
Do you know the pride and thrill it gives to see such improvements? Wow!
This last Saturday I tackled the organizational job I dreaded the most. It may be just about half done.
I used to have a PenPal club back in the days when I was my parents’ live-in caregiver. Every month I wrote from 30-40 sometimes 60 or more letters. I didn’t get that many back of course, but I got more than I think the average person gets. However, even before Dad got sick with cancer I had been too busy (I thought) to keep up with filing the answered mail into my desk drawers, so they had been backing up. Naturally, when I was cleaning up after his death, and moving to my current home, I did NOT have time for such mundane chores. Nearly four years have passed, so I would say I have nearly five years worth of letters and cards to file.
And yes, I do treasure such things. Though I have begun to recycle Christmas cards that have nothing but a signature in them.
Well, on Saturday I worked backwards and got my 2011, 2010 and back to about 2008 mail filed. But I still have a box, the size you get a case of copy paper in, nearly full left to file yet.
Naturally, I’m packing the folders of mail from friends and relatives that have died, or stopped writing, away in archive boxes. Those will go into my basement warehouse. Now I figure it will take one more Saturday, and after that I can move on to faster moving corners and sections of the house.
Oh yes, the mouse/mice issue? Well, as I tackle a thorough cleaning and re-organization of every nook and cranny in my wee house, I want to watch for any little critters that have laid down to die after enjoying a last morsel or two of poison.