I am moving.
I have to be packed, cleaned, done and out with everything in 7 days. Or less.
Many have asked how the packing is coming. I say, "Well, I'm still throwing out and getting rid of Junk. You know, we've been here for so long. 2 1/2 years is a long time for us, so we've got a lot to get rid of. Perhaps I'll pack tomorrow! "
Today I actually did pack up our books. We have lots of books, so that's all great, but in reality, how hard is it to stack books in a plastic bin? Not very. Unless you're me, of course. I decided to take it upon myself to attempt (key word here) to get rid of Kyle's textbooks from college. I have been keeping mental note of what he actually does refer to (every time we pack and move them I harass him about those dang heavy, hardback, 3-inch thick books he is so determined to keep because he'll need them to refer to sometime at some random, but very critical moment. Uh, can anyone say Internet?). So today I selected the 5 books that I have seen him look at in the last few years. And kept them.
The rest (about 64 lbs worth) went to the Goodwill bin. I made the rotten mistake of briefly mentioning I had a bin to take to the car, and that I'd load his other bin he so proudly filled with clothes in just a sec.
"What?! Where's the other Goodwill bin? Let me see what's in it!" And he runs down the hall after me.
Now, imagine me trying to run out the front door with a 64 lb. bin. Yeah, I didn't make it very far. Garbled shreiks, gasps and other such noises were made in between the follwing:
I only walked out the door with about 20 lbs. At least I tried.
According to Kyle, I have a terrible reputation for being known to accidentally and purposely get rid of his so-called treasures. I am still on probation from an alleged kidnapping of some shirts from this past summer. I maintain my innocence. But I ain't sad those shirts are gone. Love you, sweetie. Just not your 231 T-shirts. :)
In the name of getting rid, allow me to share with you some notes I took at a great Enrichment Night we had almost a year ago from a professional organizer:
I have to be packed, cleaned, done and out with everything in 7 days. Or less.
Many have asked how the packing is coming. I say, "Well, I'm still throwing out and getting rid of Junk. You know, we've been here for so long. 2 1/2 years is a long time for us, so we've got a lot to get rid of. Perhaps I'll pack tomorrow! "
Today I actually did pack up our books. We have lots of books, so that's all great, but in reality, how hard is it to stack books in a plastic bin? Not very. Unless you're me, of course. I decided to take it upon myself to attempt (key word here) to get rid of Kyle's textbooks from college. I have been keeping mental note of what he actually does refer to (every time we pack and move them I harass him about those dang heavy, hardback, 3-inch thick books he is so determined to keep because he'll need them to refer to sometime at some random, but very critical moment. Uh, can anyone say Internet?). So today I selected the 5 books that I have seen him look at in the last few years. And kept them.
The rest (about 64 lbs worth) went to the Goodwill bin. I made the rotten mistake of briefly mentioning I had a bin to take to the car, and that I'd load his other bin he so proudly filled with clothes in just a sec.
"What?! Where's the other Goodwill bin? Let me see what's in it!" And he runs down the hall after me.
Now, imagine me trying to run out the front door with a 64 lb. bin. Yeah, I didn't make it very far. Garbled shreiks, gasps and other such noises were made in between the follwing:
"This book is in here?! What? I totally need that one! WhatHe went on and on. The damage?
were you thinking?! I was gonna sell this one on e-bay. Oh, and this one, this is expensive, and it's not even mine!!!"
I only walked out the door with about 20 lbs. At least I tried.
According to Kyle, I have a terrible reputation for being known to accidentally and purposely get rid of his so-called treasures. I am still on probation from an alleged kidnapping of some shirts from this past summer. I maintain my innocence. But I ain't sad those shirts are gone. Love you, sweetie. Just not your 231 T-shirts. :)
In the name of getting rid, allow me to share with you some notes I took at a great Enrichment Night we had almost a year ago from a professional organizer:
The Truth About Organization
- Getting rid of clutter does not promise organization, and one who is organized still may have a lot of a clutter. Be both organized and clutter free. And know the difference.
- Organization is a trait you can develop
- You don't need to purchase all your organization supplies before you start to organize
- You don't need a lot of time to accomplish something
- Organization does not equal perfection. It just allows you to recover when a crisis happens.
- When down-sizing, it will be liberating!
- In regards to Paper -- sometimes we can't worry about "pretty" -- just "function"
- When going through stuff, look at them by action: store it, donate it, fix it, keep in room, relocate it, discard it.
8 comments:
Great story! Sending positive packing vibes your way!!!! Love you. Thanks for the organization tips; I'm going to hopefully finish my basement organization after Christmas.
I haven't even finished your pathetic post before I have to set the record straight...
First of all, you saved three books I will never read. AND, I didn't even read my Organizational Behavior book when I was in the class. (I think that book is yours so that leaves me with two books)
Second, you DID toss a bunch of my favorite t-shirts. Remember this one: http://picasaweb.google.com/kyle.woodbury/MexicoCruise2007#5214883555588060338
Third, why would you throw away a book I borrowed from a friend?
I can't even keep doing this post since it is just frusterating me. I plan on making a post soon about all the worthless junk you buy on infomercials, use once, and then give to Goodwill. We keep them in business.
Pumpkin,
That Organizational Behavior book is not mine. The subject matter of Organizational Behavior I thought was quite relevant to your current work. You do own a business and you do have employees. I glanced through it and thought it was good stuff. I guess I was wrong.
I swear that green shirt is still in your closet. Maybe you have two?
I didn't mean to throw that pest control book in the bin. I didn't know you borrowed it (or that it was very, very expensive, valuable, etc etc). It was a good thing you saved it from the depths of my bin.
Yes, I am shrinking with shame-- I did buy the very cool, must have Express101 fwhatchamakallit machine for just one easy payment of $19.99... Don't you know sweetie, that's why we don't have cable OR a TV in this house? I am weak.
You both remind me of my parents! They had had many similar discussions! haha :) Happy packing!
Oh Michelle. You have your hands full. I wish I could be there to help you sort (a.k.a.: toss) and pack. I too am a big fan of Goodwill. We're moving in 7 days too. Good luck with everything! You will do a great job!!
Very amusing, except that now I am going to admit the truth - the college text-book-keeper in this house is me. How else do I defend my point if I need to get on a soap-box?
Kyle, Divide the closet in half. Put a hose clamp in the middle of the rod if you have to. Then whatever you can cram on your side is okay, even if it is 231 t-shirts. Do the same with all your storage areas (that should have been done in my house as I slowly encroached on 90% of the space over the years). You'll probably keep the treasures 'till you're 55 and then you will know what is really worth saving and start throwing things away. ow. How would I know that? Hmm.
Dearly Michelle, even I have a few of my text books from college (only the past 2 1/2 years I've been in college) that I am saving for possibly a later date. There is good stuff in those things! At least we are familiar with these books. I think all us Woodbury boys (and me) save our college text books. Randy has a huge box of them in his old room he hasn't used much of...sorry...
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