If there is one thing I can count on - it's that things don't go as I plan. I'm generally pretty good with it, because it's the reality of my day to day life. A big project that I've had on the my mental list since before Christmas is to gut and clean out our master closet. I wanted to paint it, but I talked myself out of that when I saw the reality of painting around the closet organizing system JD installed. I really think this is only the second good clean our closet has gotten since moving in 4.5 years ago.
|fuzzy cell phone pictures - sorry|
These are the last five of seven bags that are heading to the thrift store. I think JD could have competed for "most work shirts"; I don't know how they were all crammed in there because I got rid of 20 to 30 and his racks are still rather full. (His answer is..."you bought them all" - true, but only when you said, "I need more dress shirts.) From now on, none come in unless something leaves in it's place and I don't think anymore will be needed for several years.
Here's my after shot - so much better. You can't see the first set of drawers in the first picture, but they were stuffed with "who knows what", now they are organized. I'm going to find some little labels and with hanging tags for the drawers just because I like everything labeled.
My first major job interruption is little Tori. She was still sick yesterday and has only been to school one day in almost two weeks. I took her yesterday for blood work; the doctor thinks she may have mono. The results should be back in a day or two.
I was pretty excited that I had today with no medical appointments, (I did three separate medical appointments yesterday). My plan was to tackle the piles I have made all over the bedroom from the closet that need to be organized, like sewing, quilting and jewelry. BUT, it is not to be since Ben blessed me with the news of a chicken crises.
If you need me this afternoon....I'll be in the chicken coop. It should, however, make for some good pictures for tomorrow's blog.