I’ll Just Have to Do That! (One of these days)

Oh, how I love a good idea.

Maybe I love ideas more than solutions.

Sometimes I consider something an “idea” when it’s really a solution that I’m not implementing right that minute.

Which could be called procrastination.

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Like this light-thingy. I ran across it while decluttering. It’s cute and useful and someone gave it to one of us. But I almost stuck it in the Donate Box.

I was trying to answer Decluttering Question #2 before I asked myself Decluttering Question #1.

Would I know I had it? (That’s #2.) No. I wouldn’t. So I wouldn’t even look for it.

BUT, Question #1 is Where would I look for it first? (Go put it there right now.)

When I asked myself that question, my roundabout answer was: Well, it would be perfect as a reading light on my daughter’s daybed.

Oooh. A good idea. I love those.

But my inner monologue continued: So I guess I should keep it. So I can put it on her bed one of these days.

And my over-thinking brain kept rambling: But it’s just going to keep cluttering up this drawer and even though it’s a good solution, I HAVE to get the junk out of this drawer.

Hello??

I’m so thankful my inner Snarky Slob caught what I was trying to do. Procrastinate when I had no reason whatsoever to procrastinate except that I seem to enjoy procrastinating. When it hit me how easy it would be to just DO it now, I did it. And two seconds later, this great little item was useful, and ultimately it was decluttered.

Solution. Implemented. NOW.

Because if I’m using it, it’s not clutter. If it sits in a drawer, still in its package, taking up space and mental energy, it’s clutter.

 

 

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--Nony

Need a Win? Grab a Trash Bag!

Summer is over. As I sit here in my eerily quiet house, I’m back to blogging. So far, “blogging” has involved a phone call which moves me one step closer to making a very exciting announcement. It has also included starting (but not finishing) several different posts that have been rolling around in my head over the summer.

But alas, I want to get a post out NOW. Just so I can say I’m back.

I looked at my photos. Like any self-respecting Slob Blogger, I can’t clean without a camera nearby.

This one from Saturday seemed perfect.

It’s a two-second task. Yes, it’s irritating that this task even existed.

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I pitched the empty shampoo bottles in my kids’ bathroom.

Right. The ONLY difference in these before and after pictures is the absence of empty bottles.

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Ugh.

I could blather on and on about how I obviously hadn’t been doing Habit #3 from 28 Days to Hope for Your Home lately. I could lament the fact that my Slob Vision Genes are clearly dominant and have been passed down to my children.

Whatever. I’m going to focus on the amazing difference achieved in less than a minute. Yay for trash bags or recycling tubs or whatever you have!

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Need a win? Grab a trash bag!

Sometimes you just need to get something done.

Like this post.

How was your summer??

Ummm, in the spirit of total honesty, I should probably show the other ledge. The other ledge of the same bathtub.

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--Nony

Two Second Task: Pitching the Completely Useless Counter-Space-Taker

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This morning, my Slob Brain registered my own annoyance that there was one-too-many phones on my kitchen counter.

For two days, there have been two phones in that space.

But lest you think two days isn’t that bad, I should admit that there has been one-too-many phones in that space for months.

And months.

A Phone That Doesn’t Work Even a Tiny Bit = One Too Many Phones

We rarely use our landline anymore. Only my mother and my mother-in-law call it, and they immediately call our cell phones when we don’t answer that one.

We shouldn’t even have it anymore, but were talked into turning it into a part of our cell phone plan so we wouldn’t lose that number (that number which no one calls . . . ), so we’re stuck with it for another six months.

So when the phone completely died, I didn’t stress.

But I also didn’t pitch it.

It was only when I suddenly saw another much-less-likely-to-die phone sitting on my bathroom counter that I realized I could use that phone in our landline jack.

And it was a week after I went through the hassle of unplugging the completely-useless phone and plugging in the not-so-useless phone that I realized my counter space was being taken up by something completely and totally useless and already replaced.

Ugh.

I’m choosing to celebrate that I finally took the two seconds to throw out the dead phone. Go me.

I don’t want to talk about why the good phone was sitting on my bathroom counter. Or how long it might have been there.

 

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