It's time. Since moving back 4+ months ago, I keep looking at the closets and heaving a big sigh. My bedroom has been a wreck since right after the holidays, when I decided everything should go into the big bedroom closet, but never actually put it in there. Cartons stand in stacks down one whole wall of my bedroom. Luckily I'm not a clothes horse or I fear I'd be drowning in a sea of uncloseted tops and dresses. The full press moving-back-in process halted around the third week of December and has been a slow dribble since. Time to go full throttle!
This won't be a one afternoon, one day or even one week project. I live in a Chinese puzzle. When one thing is moved all things must be moved, and moved again and again until they are all in the place they should be. That's what happens when your entire living/storage/shared-with-an-animal space is less than 400 square feet. Which in itself gets discouraging. This is also not within the realm of Gal Friday's job description and I won't put her on the spot by asking her to do it. She goes above and beyond in important ways. This is my own mess to clean up. Time to put on the Big Girl Pants and just do it.
If you're in the same mode but just need to sort out your clothes, here's a good inspirational article without a lot of psycho mumbo-jumbo and handholding:
If you're of the gardening mind, here's an organized look at what needs be done (it's a March article, but applies to my zone now). Gardening is on my list, but not for a few weeks. Indoor first, then outdoor:
Okay. I've made my list of what to do first and what to keep an eye out for (things are still MIA), where what is going and how to get it there. It takes more organizing when you're a gimp, but it's not impossible. Operation Closet starts in the morning. I'll blog when I take midday break or hit a wall, whichever happens first. :)
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