Remember my 3 a.m. panic earlier this week?
The sheer volume and height of clutter in my master bedroom was daunting.
But I’ve learned during this deslobification process to not trust my perceptions of clutter.
There was a certain basketfull of clothing that had been perplexing me. It was behind other clutter, but I could see enough to know it was clean clothes. I assumed it was winter clothing that somehow lost its way during a Seasonal Clothing Switchover.
I assumed enough to keep me from trying to tackle it.
But I did wonder how on earth it could be such a BIG pile.
Once I finally tackled it in the wee hours of Tuesday, I realized . . . it wasn’t a huge pile.
It was stuffed.
Underneath a layer of four or five pieces of clothing were these:
Space-taking, easy-to-stick-in-the-laundry-room-six-feet-away-where-I-actually-need-them hangers.
They were stuffing my clutter pile.
Just like Shirley stuffed her bra when she and Laverne had to work at the ten-cents-a-dance place when they were laid off from Shotz for three weeks.
As we head into the weekend, let me remind you of a few things (and throw in some affiliate links):
Don’t forget to enter the giveaway for a 3 month subscription to eMeals! so sorry. giveaway is not over.
Did you attend the live hangout about gaining traction in your home?