Or, alternate title, “Get This Crap Out of My House!”.
With my laptop dying a slow death, I have been quiet on the blog front. I have cracked the defective Mac open to ask facebook if I should get an ipad as a replacement (feedback: only if you get a separate keyboard; also that I should consider a Chromebook. Ack! Indecision!).
I’m on my husband’s laptop to update on my April goal. It’s an oldie but goodie. This goal kicked off Ye Old College Try back in January 2011. I still get warm fuzzies when I think back on that month.
It’s time to bring back the 5-things challenge. Every day this month I’ll get rid of 5 things.
Back in 2011, I was motivated by the post-Christmas bloat. That feeling of too much stuff- toys, clothes, books, whatever. This time it is the spring cleaning bug. My friend Jess posted on facebook that she just gathered 6 bags of stuff to donate. Shooooot. I have 6 bags’ worth of stuff under my kitchen sink alone.
Game on! Let’s begin:
1. Library books. Get them out of here. Some other kid is going to hit the Thomas the Tank Engine jackpot when we return the 12 different titles we have been hoarding and renewing here at home. Also Al Roker’s autobiography. I read the first chapter and felt embarrassed because it was so bad. (This from the person who read the entire Kris Jenner book . Not kidding. And I know that, in admitting that, at least three out of my four blog total subscribers just unsubscribed).
2. Orange balloons. The Thomas the Tank balloon that Monkey got for his birthday last week is still going strong. The orange balloons that surrounded it- not so much. They putter around on the floor, catching a draft every once in a while when the heat kicks on. They also serve as The Most Enticing Thing Imaginable to a certain crawling baby in this house.
It’s hard to say which was more adrenaline spiking to walk in on- the baby chewing on a balloon (surely we can find him a teether that is less likely to get caught in his windpipe, right?), or the long strings attached to the balloons that he liked to tangle with. Kind of a lose-lose baby toy. Time to cut the surviving Thomas balloon free to be enjoyed solo. Dying orange balloons/death toys are trashed.
3. Winter clothes. Get them in a bin and stored away for at least 9 more months.
4. Extra sippy cups. I have two children that use these. So why did I have six of them on my kitchen counter tonight? Because when you have extras then you don’t look for the one that you had this morning- you just get another one from the pantry. No more! Get them out of here!
5. Spare Avent bottle. It needs some additional plastic ring on it or else it leaks. We don’t have the ring. Yes, we continue to try to use the bottle anyway. We can be very Proverbs 26:11 like that sometimes. But no more!
I have a boxspring and a bed frame propped up in my upstairs hallway. I don’t even notice them anymore. A BOXSPRING people. Ridiculous. I’m getting rid of it this month.
Please- someone chime in and tell me what large item they’ve been sidestepping for way too long now. That will make me feel better. Or someone else confess to reading crap books.
Or tell me what I should get, now that my MacBook is about to kick it.