The Bear that is My Laundry Room

And sewing room, and Doug's office...yes, it has many hats. And wears them all badly, I must say.

So last week, I tried to at least organize the shelves in there. There is always a ton of laundry to do, so I have to be in there anyway. Right?

Argh. Some of these boxes I haven't opened since they were packed years ago in South Carolina. Some people unpack immediately. Me, I try to get the stuff I need going, and ignore the rest until life calms down. Unfortunately, there's not a whole lot of "calming down" when there are five kids and a busy husband running around.

Actually, here's the real story: I always want to clean and ready our new houses for us and our stuff before we move in. This has only happened once, because Doug doesn't want to wait for me to clean. Not a day, not an hour. The laundry room (and the pantry, to be honest) got the worst of this - boxes were piled with no respect to the dirty shelves or to whether they actually belonged in the laundry room. So it remains today. Sigh. A year and a half later.

Which leaves me with a whole bunch of stuff. I have filled several trash bags, and even have a "donate" pile. I'm posting a picture of it so that Doug doesn't think I'm hiding anything. (That's what the trash bags were for, right? Just kidding, Doug...)

And here's how it went. Monday morning was the "before". This morning (yet another Monday) is the "after".

The goal was (and still is) to get all the shelves clean and in three sections: home stuff, sewing and craft stuff, and office stuff. The office stuff includes hobbies that are mostly paper like genealogy and scrapbooking. The last could conceivably be crafting, but really, I don't do a whole lot of crafting when I put those photos into books. I just want it done.

I did get the shelves clean and new boxes purchased to corral the many pieces of our projects. It still looks...well, like a work in progress. Which it is. So you'll have to stay tuned to see how it ends up. You know, in another year or so...