Nope. Nope. And Nope.
Well that last one might be a little Yep.
I'm back to cleaning with a vengeance. I've assumed a no-holds-barred, take-no-prisoners, insert-your-own-cliche attitude, and for once I feel like I'm making progress. It might not be big progress. In fact it's much closer to Itsy-Bitsy progress, but that's OK. It was time to shut up and start climbing the water spout.
And looking over what I've written so far, it's no wonder I haven't written. Aside from waxing poetically about Hard Lemonade, this is pretty much a disjointed mess. Much like my basement. AHA! It's a theme. And...And...there are spiders in my basement (there are spiders in all basements, right?) so that fits in too.
Phew.
So yeah. Cleaning my basement. I started by redoing my previously half-done project of organizing my biggest
Next up in the basement hit parade was dealing with the sheep. I have dirty sheep, Clean sheep, ball-o-sheep, and sheep on a string (not to be confused with soap on a rope). I also have alpaca, llama, camel, bison (somewhere), corn, silk, and let's not forget my overflowing bag 'o Fabio.
Fiber, Fiber everywhere. It's beautiful and it's cute....
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But it quickly becomes overwhelming.
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(Stay-Puffed Marshmallow Sheep, anyone?)
maybe isn't so good.
I've now moved on to corners and messes I don't want to face, but I'm determined to do a little bit every single day. It's hard to clean and organize, but now that I'm on a roll it's a little bit empowering too. And who knows, maybe by the end of summer this Itsy-Bitsy spider might have a basement that functions as something more than a dumping ground. I just have to watch out for rain.
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1 comment:
As a recent visitor to the basement of the Queen, I can assure you that it is both clean and organized. Also, labeled. Neatly. In alphabetical order. Now the real question is... was the Dewey system used in any way?
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