Okay, so days 19 and 20 were supposed to be Ducky's closet and bedroom...but I quickly realized that I wasn't going to be able to attack those on days John was gone. Usually, if I need the kids out of the way or it's going to take a while I do it after the three sweet ones go to bed.
But guess what?
Ducky's closet is IN his bedroom...crazy, huh?
NO way I was going to try to go in his room after he fell asleep. Might work with some kids, even to an extent with my older two, but not Ducky.
Day 19-my bathroom drawers
Day 20-Ducky's closet
Day 21-Babe and Bub's closet
Day 22-Ducky's room
Both closets have been torn through (aka-pulled out too small clothes and give away clothes) and all the clothes are back IN the closet, but not all nicely arranged. Tomorrow before I hit Ducky's room I'll put piles in the right places and take pictures.
BUT-this post is really supposed to be about the bathroom drawers.
Now, I feel a little bad b/c right now there is not a single thing in the drawers that belongs to John. Well, there are the razor blades-but seeing as I use his razor (dude-it totally works better than my old 'girl' ones did), I figure that doesn't really count.
Maybe one day I'll figure out how to give him a little more space.
But for today, let's take a look at my drawers.
A total MESS.
In my traditional form I threw everything into a box, carried it downstairs and sorted through it while John and I pulled up Netflix. Current fascination: Battlestar Galactica. Way more interesting than I anticipated. We even postponed starting the new season of NCIS because we really wanted to see the next Battlestar episode. For us, that's crazy talk.
I tossed a grocery bag full of stuff and implemented 2 things.
1. make-up bags. I know, I know. Who would have though you could put make up in make-up bags, right? This kid is breaking some new ground.
2. jewelry boxes. I can't tell you how addicting hot gluing these jewelry boxes together is! I never knew how fun and satisfying hot glue is:) In fact, I have a confession. I don't own a glue gun.
::waits for crafters everywhere to mod podge and ribbon me::
I seriously borrowed one from a friend...and haven't gotten it back to her. ::ouch::
So sorry-and if you're reading this, TB, I promise I'll get it back to you...and don't worry, I bought you more glue sticks:)
But check out my drawers now.
And, admittedly I do feel a little silly. See that bag behind the cotton balls and toilet paper? Those are hair curlers (you know, the kind you put in while you're hair is wet). I haven't used them in quite a while but I'm just not sure I can let them go. I mean, I loved using them. But, at the same time, I haven't in probably years. I don't spend much time on my hair now at all. Maybe it's the memories (thinking that maybe I'll actually spend time on my hair again), maybe it's because Babe is old enough that she cares what her hair looks like (and maybe she'll want to use them-even though she's 4). I don't know.
What are your thoughts? Are they worth hanging on to? Are they just taken up physical and emotional space needlessly?
In the end my drawers are much better off.
But I'm serious about those curlers-let me know what you think.
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