Two nights ago I had a fantastic dream. I don’t remember the gist of the action or the characters involved, all I remembered when I woke up was how delightfully clean the house was in the dream.
To say that it was a rude awakening is putting it lightly.
As always piles of stuff greeted me when I got up. I stopped by the girls’ room to say hello and was greeted my more chaos. I closed my eyes for a second to revisit my delightful dream and without thinking I started cleaning up.
Hours later each doll was in its place, each block in its bin. The shelves were stocked with rows of toys and the floor was amazingly clear of clutter and toys. I had even unearthed the Command picture hanging strips that were given to me at BlogHer to hang some coat hooks on the back of the door. Outgrown shoes were either chucked or tucked away for posterity, toy strollers finally found a home on a ribbon I strung across the closet door, and the books all faced the same way and were easy to pull off the shelf.
We spent the rest of the day sitting in their clean room enjoying the calm and serenity of the organized space. Then I went to bed in the utter chaos of our own room.
This morning I woke up determined to turn our room into the same haven of peace that the girls enjoyed all weekend.
The main culprit in our room was the armchair and ottoman – both covered in clothes. Clothes that really should have been in the closet that was also overflowing and terrifyingly unorganized.
Four, yes, four trash bags of outgrown and out of date clothes later there was enough room in the closet for the chair to be cleared. We purged everything – pre-baby clothing I’ve finally admitted will never fit again, college clothes that might never have been in style, things we just never wear, things we’ve never worn (with tags still on!). I took all the too big clothing that I might need one day should we ever have another child, but definitely don’t need now and stashed it in the girls’ closet.
Tonight the armchair and ottoman are completely clear. The AC unit has been removed from the window. A painting that has been sitting on the floor for months is now hanging (Thanks again Command!). Random bags have been removed. The half empty suitcase has been emptied and put away. And finally, finally, the room is pleasant to be in.
Another weekend and I could make it positively delightful, but for now, this will have to do.