I wasn’t planning on blogging today. I was cleaning. I have family coming into town next week, and I want to display some mirage of order and cleanliness (if they read this, they’ll know it’s all a ruse. Sorry guys). Somewhere in the middle of creating the mirage while the kids were napping, I decided to take a nap and talk on the phone with my sister. Then, since I was being so productive, I decided to capture the moment with my camera.
This is my junk pile. You know you have one too. It may not be as glorious as mine. The beauty with mine is that somewhere in my mind there is complete logic to it. Behold:
1&2: So I really feel a little guilty about these two items. Like my friend Stephanie, I’m actively trying to replace a lot of my household cleaning chemicals with more natural cleaning products. But since I’m a little obsessive about not wasting anything, I’m trying to use up what I have. Hence, Windex and Glade. Apparently I was thinking my counter top was stinky and in need of a streak-free shine.
3: Baking soda! An all-natural cleaning product! I’m not a complete failure after all. It’s on the counter…just because it’s so darn handy.
4: That University of Washington Cup full of pens seems like a good organizational strategy. Except I bet half of those pens don’t work.
5: Notice the napkins not in the pretty black napkin holder but sitting next to it. Perfectly logical.
6: This is the epic universal basket. It contains mail, coupons, old pay stubs, insurance information, tax information and possibly the secrets of the universe.
- These are my recipes that are either printed out or written on pieces of scrap paper. I wish I could show you an organized binder or even one of those cute little boxes with note cards in it. Nope. My recipes are in no particular order whatsoever and are shoved into a giant Ziploc. Yet I never have too much trouble finding what I need.
- That is a Ziploc full of goldfish crackers. How old are they? Unknown. Still useful for carrying around in the purse for snack emergencies? Absolutely.
Empty Ziploc. Previous contents unknown. If you couldn’t tell by now, I have a slight obsession with Ziplocs. This one is completely salvageable so I don’t have to worry as much about how I’m destroying the environment with all of my plastic waste.
Those…I think…are some Christmas cards and envelopes from this past year. Yeah. I kept them with the intention of transferring the return addresses to my laptop to keep my address list up-to-date. By the time I actually get around to doing this, the exercise will have lost its purpose entirely.
Ummm, that’s a tiny junk pile within the larger junk pile. I have a small dish that I didn’t know what to do with. So I started collecting junk in it. You know, things I don’t want to throw away but don’t really have another designated place to put. Currently it holds magnets, coins, clips, cloth wipes you’re supposed to use on your glasses, screws, rubbers bands, little knobs that James twisted off of his dresser and Listerene breath strips. I rather dislike the breath strips, but they came free with our mouth wash and – once again – I feel bad throwing away something perfectly good. So if you ever come over to my house, just know you’ll never have to worry about bad breath.
That would be a mostly empty sippy cup. That’s just a fact of life in my house. They’re everywhere.
I may be messy, but that doesn’t mean that my kids’ hands aren’t clean!
Miscellaneous cards. There are more sitting up on the ledge. I never know what to do with cards. I don’t like to throw them out, especially if they have a personal note. So I display them (if you can call that a display) for a while. They eventually graduate to the card graveyard, which is actually somewhat organized. I plan on going through thousands and thousands of cards when I’m 80 so I can chuckle and sigh about the good ol’ days. Oh and did I mention how I organize the card graveyard? By year – in big Ziplocs.
That is a really loud and obnoxious horn that’s supposed to go on James’ tricycle. It came with his helmet (yes, I make him wear a helmet when he’s two feet off the ground going two miles an hour. It’s a good habit). I have had this thing in my kitchen for months. I haven’t transferred it to the tricycle because that would involve getting a screwdriver. The screwdriver is up high in the closet and I don’t like to get it.
Those reused water jugs aren’t for drinking. Well, technically they have freshly filtered drinking water in them. I plan on changing the water in the fish tank soon. And by soon I mean sometime within the next week…or so…
That tiny little circle is a hair band. They are all over my house, and yet I never seem to find one when I need it. So I buy more, and then there are more all over the house. I seriously have a problem.
This is the junk drawer. I’m not really sure what’s sticking out of it. You really don’t want me to list what’s in the junk drawer.
Oh!!! What is that?!!! That, my friends, is my gratitude journal. I write down things I’m thankful for as I think of them. It may be the piece that holds this whole mess together.
Hallelujah, it’s my Bible. The Word is living and active – as is everything that literally surrounds it.
If you were wondering, I actually did clean this up a little. After all, I don’t particularly like Windex being within grabbing reach of small children. But in case you were worried, the epic basket is still in its full glory, as are the pens, mini junk pile, not-so-new addresses….and a lot of things. Just remember -it’s all very logical!
So I know you’re just dying to pin this on Pinterest for its organizational genius!
What’s in your junk pile? Do I want to know?