out of elbow grease

HEY!

this house is shining like the top of the chrysler building.

do you know how much junk/stuff is in your house?  do something for me... walk over to the "phone center/area" in your house {ours is in our kitchen} and open the drawer that is probably there.  IS IT THE BIGGEST JUNK YARD ON EARTH?  or walk into your master bedroom and open the cupboards under your sink.  EXPIRED MEDS/CLEANERS/SUNTAN LOTION FROM 2001?!?  where does all this crap come from?!  holy dina.  now go into your closet and look around.  is there stuff in there you haven't worn for 6 months?  a year?  FORGOT YOU EVEN OWNED?

if so GET RID OF IT.  like, NOW.

that is what we did all weekend long.  'cause this house is going up for sale, it's ready for the photographer to show up and if it looks clean, it is, because every nook and cranny and cupboard and drawer was cleaned, gone through, wiped down, vacuumed, washed off, organized and dusted.  bags and bags of clothes were given away, bags and bags of "stuff" was chucked.  IT WAS AWESOME.  cj was wondering why we hadn't done this a year ago when we moved in.  i don't know.  life happens i guess.

i am now sitting in the last room to finish.  the den/office.  it is pretty much my space.  it is always a mess.  why, why, why, why.  i get it organized and fancy and in a day it is tossed.  fabric, mail, paperwork, bills, junk.  this room is a magnet for crap.  sooooo, i am looking around:  i have 3 filing piles, cheques to be processed, invoices to be entered, fabric to hide away.  it's 1:03 am.

i better give myself a time limit or i will be in trouble.

oh, by the way, re-reading "Joan of Arc" by Mark Twain.  i suggest you read it.  i read it while in university and it changed my life.
i hope it is as good as i remember it being or the book club ladies will kill me....