Thursday, July 29, 2010


My apartment is a mess.  Most especially in the living room area.  Well, let's be honest, the only parts of the apartment that are "clean" are... well, I guess just Olivia's room.  The bathroom is acceptable, but I wouldn't go so far as to say that it's clean. 

Anyway, back to the mess in the living room.  It is big.  (The mess, not the living room.)  And here's why.  The apartment was already in somewhat of a need-to-be-picked-up sort of state already.  Then I went on a purging rampage and decided to pull out all the stuff that we won't need in the next 9 months that would make me really frustrated with myself if we actually paid to move it.

Yes, you read that right, there is light at the end of the tunnel!  Someday we will move!  And that projected someday is in approximately nine months.  (And, no, that amount of time has nothing to do with a baby.  I'm not pregnant.)  It has to do with Bryan graduating in 9 months!  Hooray hooray!  Perhaps I'm a little prematurely excited, but I don't care.

Once again, let's get back to the mess in the living room.  See, the place where we live has yard sales once a month during the summer, always on the first Saturday of the month.  You know what next week Saturday is?  The first Saturday of August... a.k.a. the last yard sale of the summer... a.k.a. probably the last yard sale before we MOVE.  (Glorious!)  So I'm trying to get rid of as much extra junk now as I possibly can.  Hopefully we'll make millions selling all our junk, but in case we don't, we have a bit of a neighborhood freesale coming up next month too, so we can get rid of the rest of our junk priceless treasures there.  Excellent.  See what an awesome planner I am?

Here's what I didn't plan: what to do with a living room full of junk until NEXT Saturday.  Especially since it means I basically can't let Olivia down on the living room floor right now.  Because she has becoming a scooting-all-over-the-place-and-getting-into-everything maniac.  And our bedroom floor is off limits because it's super messy too (uh, and has an iron/ironing board set up at all times and a floor-length mirror that's sitting on the floor and not attached to anything).  So that basically leaves her bedroom... which we never hang out it... which is why it's clean... and putting her in her exersaucer (a.k.a. "baby jail") which she is getting pretty sick of. 

So, here's a quiz for you:

Getting rid of extra stuff can be...
a. liberating
b. frustrating
c. a little nerve-racking 
d. embarrassing (Such as when you realize you have three junky game sets that you never use and you know you just bought one of them a couple of months ago at a yard sale.  Why???)
e. all of the above

Also, I know that this may not be a big deal to any of you, but I have finally made the big decision.  I am getting rid of our extra mugs.  The ones that match the dishes we got for our wedding.  The ones that, ironically, I'm the least emotionally attached to.  Well, I'm getting rid of 4 of them.  Which leaves us still with 8 other mugs.  That we will probably never use.   And I'm getting rid of the ones that came with our set of Corelle wear dishes.  Hopefully people will want to buy match sets at the yard sale.  Otherwise I might save them to use as Christmas gifts for neighbors (you know, with cookies and hot chocolate packets and stuff).  We'll see.  


alee said...

Can you store anything on your balcony thing? Or one time when I took my computer/desk apart and had a million cords and such in a pile (not a good idea for a kitty that eats cords for breakfast!) I just covered the whole pile with a sheet and tucked it in really tight everywhere so Koshka couldn't get in and destroy things.

Good for you though for cleaning out- it really is liberating! And I do understand about the mugs...that is why we registered for dishes individually instead of in sets- a bit annoying, but at least I don't have a dozen mugs around that I don't use! Good for you!

Whitney said...

I HATE mugs. Completely and totally. So much so that I hate even owning two for those rare occasions we want hot chocolate.

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nancy said...

E all of the above. I wish I could be more honest about what I will and will not use. I just end up finding uses for things eventually, and then I feel so justified in keeping everything else I've been holding on to you know? So silly. Good for you! Just one week!

Beth said...

Start the Countdown to graduation! My husband's countdown to the end is 1 year and 10 months! But he has been going to school for the past 7 yrs (our 1st baby was a "surprise" and we scrambled for a little while)I'm so glad he decided to only go for a 2 yr Master program instead of the 6 yr.