Time for my excuses/reasons/shameless begging for you not to leave my blog never to return. I have been so depressed for the past couple of years (well past decade really). Crappy abusive marriage. Single mom. Dad's death. Best friend/sister moved 1200 miles away. There they are. Not good excuses just my life. I have surrounded myself with chaos and clutter for years. I am trying desperately to change that.
Here comes the before. Seriously, please don't leave.
Notice the produce sticker on the door? I hadn't until I took this picture.
When was the last time I looked up here? I especially like the underwire I took out of a bra. Jeez.
Here comes the worst one.
Oh Dear God. This was under/behind the dog's bed.
There is no excuse.
Full disclosure time. I began cleaning last night before bed. I cleared off the top. Threw away 80% of the stuff that was up there and got to washing. I gave her a shine and put a FEW things back up there.
I'm afraid to scrape that candle wax off so for now, it stays put.
This morning, after dealing with an 8 year old's temper tantrum.
"Why do you treat me like a babeeeee?" Ugh. Could be the whining, just a thought. (No I didn't say that to her--just thought it.)
Back to cleaning. I took everything out of the drawers, wiped them out (they were pretty clean) and folded neatly. I got rid of a tub full of clothes I don't wear anymore. The baby doll, stuffies, books, crayons and markers all went into a pile in the hallway for Neva to go through tonight when I get home from work.
My Dad's cowboy hat. I will NEVER give that away.
Workout clothes to the right. Jeans to the left.
Oh. Yes, the jewelry box is missing a drawer but I KNOW it is in this room somewhere.
An amazing transformation if I do say so myself. I pulled the dresser away from the corner hoping I'll be less likely to toss stuff over that way. Tooter now has a place for her bed that is not in the pathway. I vacuumed as best I could because Murphy that old bastard decided that this organization challenge was the best time for the vacuum cleaner to die.