Clutter Bug.

The weather is lousy and I am trapped in the house with my three angles (by angels I mean stir-crazy wild children). Makes me wonder why it is that I hate being inside so much. There is lots to do. Lots to clean, lots to put away, lots to organize. 

Here is the honest truth. Never said it out loud before and I hope my husband does not read this before I'm ready to take action. *big breath* There is too much shit all over this frigging house!!!! Papers all over the dining room table, kid junk on the fridge, kid junk on book shelves, more kid junk in the basement, gift bags that I save but will never reuse because they are ugly, clothes that I won't toss because there is 'nothing wrong with them' other than the fact that I think they are ugly and will not wear them, books that will never be read again, shoes that are nasty and will never be worn again, a garage and shed just full of junk, cupboards full of dishes that are never used and I haven't seen the top of my dresser in years!!!!!  - whoa. I haven't even ranted on 3 rooms in the basement that I do not enter because they are full of stuff that 'needs to be organized'.

So you see, I, the self-proclaimed Queen of Organized, may possibly be a bit of a fraud. I firmly believe that this junk does not identify me. I am smart enough to know that buying a new basket or shelf thingy will not solve a thing. I must purge these demons and I must do it soon. A little less conversation, a little more action.

When do I do this? How do I go about it. Where do I put the kids so that they don't end up in the give-away box? 

I am now embarrassed by my confession..Time to do something about it. In the next few weeks, expect before and after shots of my purge. Good luck to me and feel free to nag if I renege. Be gentle though. I do have 3 little ones and a large fitness goal that are taking much of my energy. But, no excuses! I've got this! One room at a time. Slow and steady wins the race.

For now, while the boys watch a little tv, I am going to cuddle up with my baby and a magazine that will likely not leave this house for another decade.( the magazine. the baby will be here longer than that, it's the law)

My Dirty Dirty Habit

I developed a little habit a decade or so ago. It has grown to be a bigger and more elaborate habit. I know it can be a problem if I let it get out of control but I don't want to stop or slow down.

I buy a lot of dirt.

Sometimes the dirt comes with stuff growing in it, usually not. I buy containers for the dirt and throw in some seeds of this and that. I grow some flowers to pretty up the front yard but it's edibles that really fuel my fire. I didn't have enough space to start many seeds last year so I bought this little greenhouse. It was on sale, it has four shelves and keeps the seedlings warm and reduces the need to water.


This year I encountered a little problem. Stuff is growing too fast. I want to grow more. I want a bigger greenhouse that I can put outside and won't get blown over by a strong wind! (it happened last year...tragic) I am not bothered by the fact that I have more plants than I have room to put them.

My mind races like that of an addict. I want, I need. I can easily justify my collection. I can plan many ways to get my hands on it. The kids don't need shoes that fit do they? They have a roof over their heads and will have an abundance of vegetables to eat all summer long. I just want to grow things!

Is there anyone out there with a cool head who can help me??? I need more space to grow things and I need more dirt. Don't get me started on compost, mulch, manure. It's sick to want to go buy bags and bags of shit. Who does that? I have a dirty dirty habit...



If there are any enablers out there who would like to pay me to grow anything for them, let me know. Specific edible or flower. No illegals, sorry. If anyone is particularly handy and can design or help build a greenhouse on a tiny budget that will fit in my yard, I will grow you many many wonderful things.