December 2014 entries
I am on page 254 of Inferno by Dan Brown (yes, I started it y'day...I would be done with it if I didn't have children. Leave me alone). It is truly a great story, but I could do with far fewer of these punctuation marks (?!). #cliche #showdonttell
The trick here is getting my free-spirited, easily sidetracked daughter to maintain this space. I think we still have more we could donate here (she never plays with her Barbies, for example; yet she has 300 of them), but this was a lot for one day for her! (And me...)
I know it's Christmas, but with the enormous amount of gifts that came into our house last night and this morning, I felt the need to get some of my things a bit more organized. While the kids played happily with their new toys, I went through my closet and my nightstand.
I put my seasonal clothes (stuff I really only wear in the summer) in a storage tub and donated things I haven't worn in the last 6-12 months. I had plenty of room for the new clothes Santa brought me, and I found some nice outfits I am ashamed to admit I forgot I even owned because of how far back in the closet they were. I can't truly call this a minimalist step (hence the "quasi" part) because I don't envision myself wearing the same 8 dresses (like the woman who does a video channel that I like). I see clothes as an expression of my personality, so I like diversity. But, I did have far too much in my closet.
I tossed unnecessary items on my side table and the result is a much more cozy bedside stand. I have a couple of books to read and a decent space for a mug and my glasses. I know it sounds like a painfully simple step to take, but I was holding to books I thought I'd read some day and magazines that should have been recycled.
Tomorrow, we will hit up the kids' rooms in an attempt to get them more useable and enjoyable space. We do this every 4 or 5 months, actually, because the kids tend to get more new things that we do.
I'm not sure many people would like to spend an hour of their Christmas cleaning, but I am glad I did it. If my process inspires you at all-- I am glad for that, too. We allow our possessions to possess us, and no step is too small to take.
Why didn't Santa intervene in the obviously hostile bullying environment that Rudolph was in? Instead, he waits until he needs something from Rudolph (namely his shiny nose in the midst of the fog) and suddenly cares. And the other reindeer?! Totally fake friends who only like Rudolph because he finds himself at the top of the social ladder at the head of the sleigh. Talk about opportunists! Merry Christmas!!