Single Socks Seeking Solemates

(S)jen’s sad, sad story of single socks seeking “sole”mates swamping her space.      (Sorry, about spoiling your name Jen, alliteration made me do it!)    {Also, did you catch that stealthy, yet shameless self-promotion, since that post was dedicated to me??}

Suddenly a solution springs to mind skull!

This is Jen from Hidden Hoarder.     We had a thing, going back and forth about ALL her socks being single.    I joked with her, about setting up a singles sox society, to help them find their “sole” mate.    Also, I joked about wanting to meet her peg-legged child.

(Annnnd that’s as far as I’ve gotten.    No real solution sprang to mind, it was just a great sentence!!)


Months later:


We just got rid of approx. a million of our own single sox, without a single pix to prove it.  Nooooo!!       How could I have forgotten about this half written post, just hanging in limbo- waiting to be fleshed out????

Also, immediately after we got rid of all the unmatched baby sox, I saw a single socks baby quilt, on Pinterest or somewhere!       Are you kiddin me??????

 

So, then I had to go find this one, since I didn’t remember where I saw the first one.

Argh!

Eight Eighths

Since I went to all the trouble of coming up with Eight Eighths, I might as well use it!!

The non-series-named series on the 8 house so far:

House’s Home

Wandering Wonderings

De-Clutter, De-claim, De-cline

De-clutter, De-claim, De-cline, De-clusion

Still in the 8 house, which I will be for at least a year.        Thank you lease!!

Working in my room, selfishly!!

Here’s where I started, in the first round.

 

 

(Pretty sure that 3rd pic, is not the original starting point for that corner, but ah well, not going back and searching more!)


And now I’m having lots of error codes, trying to upload more pix, so no more of that frustration, right now.        Argghh!!

So now that I’m all aggravated, I need to switch activities to something more aggressive, like hand shredding tree branches, or something, to shed my anger!

But, will probably settle for de-cluttering the sink room counter.  

Back in a bit.      Go ahead, and get a snack.      It might be awhile.


Which it was, and the sink project gave me great satisfaction!     Then I even sat down, and uploaded those pix, and wrote the aforementioned post, D,D,D, De-clusion.      Now why??     WHY did those pix load, but not the earlier ones???      Why hatest thou me, oh great technology master??

Okay, so I’m gonna try again to upload those pesky pix.       Not holding my breath!!

First box I came to was papers.     Papers that needed to have been shredded many moons ago!

IMG_20170519_083351  Now I’m working on it!!     Guess I finally got my Roun-tuit!!

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Let’s see if I really do??

 

 

 

 

 

Do you see that 2nd pic??     Paperwork Reduction Act??       Dear mercy!!        How many more tons of trees gave their life BEFORE this Act???

Anyway, most of them were beginning in 2009, when I filed for my disability for the last time, ranging up to 2012, when I received it.     Way too old, and irrelevant now!   Buh, bye paper!!       And good riddance to that ream of it!

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Feels good to get rid of it!!           Finally!

And yes, that is a Steak n Shake cup.               What??                       I had to keep hydrated!

Then I found some more trash, in the form of extraneous files.

My Baptism certificate, as an adult.         Old classroom pix, while I was teaching.       Those kids’ faces haunt me in my nightmares- I really don’t need the physical reminders!!

An utility bill, with a credit on it!!      Woo hoo!!!         And monthly recaps of my prescriptions, from 2 years ago.       I think it’s safe to shed them now!!

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Yeah, that’s me, 30 something years, and over a hundred pounds ago. That girl’s gone.

Modeling head shot cards, no longer needed.      I did get 1 modeling gig, a TV commercial!!      It was for a V-loop, circle antenna.       It played so often on the local channel, that one of my cousins called me up, and said “I’m sick of seeing your face on my TV!”          I hadn’t even been aware it was playing yet!!      Thanks for the heads up, cuz!            And I still have the VHS somewhere, I think.        Wanna come over for a private screening, and some popcorn??          (Absolutely no etchings involved!)

Even some real physical trash:

Broken bin, staple puller- that I have not used even once in the 9 years since I last taught, extra mug.       Those ink stains- who has time to clean??         My mom, apparently!       She rescued it from the trash.       Once a hoarder (better stop now, if I want to stay alive.      Sometimes Sis shows her my posts!!)

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Trash!! Woo hoo!! No, you may not comment about the empty brownie box.

So, ends my first room purge, in the eighth house, of the rising sun.       Oh wait, that doesn’t sound quite right….

 

De-Clutter, De-claim, De-cline, De-clusion

Alrightey then.

In De-clutter, De-claim, De-cline, I pretended to work in the sink room.  In D,D,D,De-clusion, I really AM gonna work in there!  Promise!!

The other 8 house posts:

House’s Home !

Wandering Wonderings

De-clutter, De-claim, De-cline

Now we’re in the conclusion of D,D,D- the De-clusion.   (At least I assume it’s the conclusion!     But you know what happens when ya assume!!!)

Alrightey, let’s refresh your memory of the sink room counter:

I know, I know!     The hamper is NOT on the counter!       But, it’s significant, so must be included!

First, I found this hamper, as we were unpacking:

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Purple hamper!! Plastic purple hamper.

And I filled it with toys, and toiletries that needed to come to the bath sink room.      You know me, gotta save those steps!       I realized, it would be so much more practical, in the flood sink room, when it rains.       So, that was first on the agenda.

There, much better, drier.       Also, the plastic will not attract bugs, in the same way the woven grass would!

And we already had a pre-existing palmetto bug problem, no need to add fodder to the fire!

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Palmetto bug, in its final death throes. I chose not to video it. You’re welcome!

These bugs are huge!!    (Those are 1 inch tiles.    JK!!     But they are huge!!   The bugs, not the tiles.)

As I was moving the woven basket, to replace it, all kinds of roaches scurried out and away.   Yuck!!       Thankfully, DD1 had just walked in, so she was able to help me with La Cucaracha dance!

Good move (ha!) on replacing that hamper, Melinda!!            Thanks!!       Sometimes I DO use my brain well!!

slob, humor, woven basket roach motel- gone!

Woven roach motel gone!

So, 1 major space taker, in the donate pile right off the bat!      Yeah!!

Gorgeous purple, woven hamper, I love ya!      But I gotta let ya go.      I love my new, clean, roach-less room better!         Adios!

Toys, and more toys.      Since they haven’t noticed them missing till now, I think I’ll be safe in donating them.       Yay!!        Gonna fill up that rejected hamper!!

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Do the girls really need a wardrobe of toothbrush choices?? Apparently, yes.

Sometimes their teeth might not feel like being brushed with a red brush.       They’re sensitive, and need to be pampered!         Teeth have feelings too!!

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Oh yes, the classic, “3 band-aids left in the box.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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We like to be prepared for any rash emergency. Or are we just too lazy to finish squeezing out all the remainder??

Since “remainder” is a math term, I’ll let you decide!

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2 of these things don’t belong…

Since they don’t belong in the sink room, they got banished to the laundry dungeon!

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A butter knife?? To cut the medication dose in half, or what??

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the donation box basket, with you!!

Yada, yada, yada, more junk.

Look, Ma- drawers!!    

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Who needs combs, and brushes in this house??? Oh yeah, the girls…. Don’t worry, I do NOT use that nasty wire brush on them!!

All done!                 

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Ahem!! Not by a long shot, are you done!

Okay, since it’s only 1 box, it’s only a short shot, then.

AND!!      You haven’t cleaned yet, either!

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Dirty sink. In the sink room. Imagine that.

You’ve read all the same slob blogs I have.       De-cluttering comes first!!        So cleaning comes easier!!

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There ya go! All nice and tucked away!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now, I’m done done!

So nice and clean!!         Ahem!!         Oh uh, I mean de-cluttered!!        I can’t do it ALL in one day!!        That’s just crazy talk!

The rocks are from PP’s carefully curated collection.      Yes, we meant to leave them there.

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Don’t these just say “calm, and serenity now” to you??

(Have I mentioned how much I HATE this black , faux leather, contact paper, that is on every flat surface in this house??       ARGH!!)

Oh yes, yes, “Calm, and serenity now.”

Take a well deserved break, Melinda!       The sink room counter is lovely!       And the black highlights the rough, natural texture of the rocks.

 

ARGH!!!!!

 

De-clutter, De-claim, De-cline

I still have no name for this series on this house.  Ack!    It’s buggin me!

Anyways, going in.

Will this be a de-clutter project??

Or a de-claim??     I wanted to say de-shuffle, move to a different place.         But my alliteration muscle kicked in, and just.wouldn’t.let.me.do.it.

Or a de-cline project?? IE- trash it??      Or would the de-claim part be the trash it part?

I was thinking of claim as the staking out of a plot of land, as in gold mining, etc.       That’s why calling moving to another place,  is de-claiming, or do I prefer de-shuffling, after all??        

Well, really Melinda- de-shuffling would be NOT moving it, right??       Make up your mind what you’re doing!      Then go do it!          Sitting here waffling about names is called- Procrastination, of the highest order!!

Ya got me there!!           Okay, waffle no more- going in!!         Btw- since I’m not gonna be a waffle anymore, what am I??        A crepe?        A pancake??         

GO!!

(sound of scurrying feet)

Oops- one more thing!     I’m gonna be in the first room of our bathroom today- the sink room.       Alternately- the skylight room.

Ok, pix taken.     Downloading them as we speak.    And then……                  On to the purging, right??                 Uh, actually, noooooo.                  And why not, if I may ask? Because I’m hungry, and haven’t had breakfast yet!!           No energy!!           Fine! Hurry up and eat!                Yes ma’am!           Immediately ma’am!

Gratuitous selfie of breakfast.

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My yummy breakfast muffins!

OOPS!!      I have 2 of them upside down!          Trying again, gotta show the best side, ya know!

slob, humor, keto muffins right side up

Now there’s the cheese!

Wait, is it a selfie, if I’m not in it??       What do you call all those shots of people’s food?   Foodies??           Nope, that’s the people who love food. 

STOP and just eat the muffins already!!

Ok, here’s me eating the muffins….

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Purple keto nosh.

 

 

 

 

 

 

BTW: please don’t worry.      They are Keto muffins.       And no, I didn’t bake them, DD1 did.              Any more questions??        They’re getting cold!

Sink room, from left to right.     I’m not going to photograph the wall of cabinets behind me, what’s the point??       Doors, lots of dark, dark wood doors.

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Okay, so I lied! Here’s a shot of the cabinets, thru the looking glass.

Also, do my bare shoulders offend you??       (I so want to figure out where to find that enigmatic poll button!)

So, I picked up the play broom, and returned it to girls’ room.       (Less than 4 ft away.)

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Broom be gone!

Then I did a load of laundry.      No visible difference there.

Annnnnd then I got distracted, went to my room, and began de-cluttering there.         Well, I don’t live in the bathroom!       Neither half of it!

So ends this episode of De-clutter, De-claim, De-cline.

Come back tomorrow to find out if I ever get a “roundtuit”!!

slob, humor, roundtuit

Let’s see if I really do??

Hairy Hare

Nope, no bunnies here.  Sorry if the title “Hairy Hare” led you astray!

Oh, ok, just for you.

slob, humor, my rare rabbit photo

Here he is: my rare rabbit.

We’re talking about my hair, once again.

Sick of hearing about it??       You’re dismissed!

Time for a summer haircut!!          This is the shaggy, gotta go look.

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Shaggy- no relation to Scooby Doo!

DIY tool:      

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Let’s do it!

First run thru:

2nd buzz thru:

What bald spots??

Huge hairy hunk o’ hairball, here!

Yeah, so it’s a little choppy in the back, you ever try to shave yourself, while taking selfies??        Not as easy as it looks, let me tell ya!

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Tiny lil Alfalfa thing going on! (Little Rascals reference)

And it would still look like that today, except I was at Sweet Friend’s house, and when I walked by him, he burst out laughing.       He said, “Here, let me help you.     Even tho it would be really funny, I can’t in good conscience let you go to church that way tomorrow.”

So, he tidied it up for me.     And the people at the new church didn’t even blink.       Though at prayer time, I think I heard the sweet little saint behind me pray for “that woman with the cancer, bless her heart.”

 

Workshop Working

Oops!    This is a Seven Seconds Series post, and I forgot to alliterate it to that.       Drats!     Oh well, hopefully we will all live thru it!

Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds Sequel  

Seven Seconds Scullery 

Seven Seconds Scullery Spices

Seven Seconds Scullery Scape

Seven Seconds Scullery Sunder

Seven Seconds Scullery

Seven Seconds Scullery Spices

Seven Seconds Scullery Scape

Seven Seconds Scullery Sunder

Seven Seconds Scullery Scrape

Seven Seconds Scullery Scaffolding

Seven Seconds Scullery Second Scraping

SS Scullery Scrapings, Scobblelotcher

Seven Seconds Sisters’ Scene

Seven Seconds Scullery Skippy

Seven Seconds Shed

Seven Seconds Shed Seconds

Seven Seconds Sinking

Seven Seconds Second Sinking

Seven Seconds Shade

Seven Seconds Siesta

Whirled thru working on the workshop today.    (Sat.  Should have done it Wed!!)

In an hour, I quick sorted thru half of the workshop!!       I couldn’t believe I went so fast!  DD1 was there, helping me.      She looked thru boxes very quickly, if it wasn’t even mine, she put it on the trash pile.       Things that weren’t sentimental, not personal ornaments, new stuff that I forgot I bought, etc, she could donate, or discard for me.   

I kept a couple boxes of pictures, etc, that I need to take my time to go thru at a later date.  But so much stuff I let go!!     Very proud of myself!     And so was she!      She really has been a wonderful cheerleader, in this process.     She acknowledges how hard it is for me to give up stuff, and she applauds every effort I make to trim down.       Thank you, honey!!

The paving bricks, left big pic on bottom, I gave away last Thurs, on Freecycle.      I was so glad to see them waltz away, under someone else’s heavy lifting power, not mine!!     And XH was grateful, too!      He’s been helping me so much, in this purging, and packing up to move process!

I was so tired, (it was HOT in there!), that I forgot to take after pix.      Ah well.     Tomorrow’s another day!       It’ll still be there!        I haven’t signed the title, and given the keys to the new owner yet!       I’m still waiting for him to be approved by the park.      He only came to look at it Wed.    So, I’m trying to chill my jets!

DD1, and I will be moving in together, to facilitate taking care of the girls more easily, and the sharing of Vanronica.      We’ve looked at several places.     Even put a deposit on one, moved the furniture in, and then I decided I really couldn’t live there.     I know!!    Why can’t I listen to my gut feelings the FIRST time????     Anyway, we are supposed to get back half our deposit, when the lady re-rents it (for realz that time).      So, only cost me $400, plus turn on fees for gas, and electric.      Quite an expensive lesson!      But, it would have been far worse, to actually move in, and suffer!!      My mental, physical, and emotional health are far too valuable to me now, to not live peacefully, and comfortably.

(There were code enforcement cases open on the property, parking was a nightmare, the only play space was all concrete, and DD1 and I would have had to share a bedroom.     And the very worse thing of all_ the potty space was too tiny!!!!     I knew better than to say yes, at the time, but squelched my instinctive NO!, just so we’d have a place right away.     The decision was made out of fear on my part.    And I had already promised myself not to let fear run my life anymore.      So, to stay true to myself, I had to suck it up, and cancel the deal.     DD1 was disappointed, so was the landlady, but better they are disappointed, than I live torn in half against myself.     And scraping the hide off my thighs every 3 hours!!)

After an hour’s rest, I asked SF to let me borrow his car, and go back over, to bag up the trash, and the donations.     But instead, he came with me.     Even better!!

And that meant I could take some after pix!     Yay!

Then, he and I went thru more stuff, that she and I didn’t get to. 

Whew!   The results of 2 more hours work!      Well worth the effort!

He piled all the donates outside, on the carport.  

                                                                   Isn’t it lovely??!!

Look at that glorious humongous pile!! I feel tremendously accomplished today!!

 

Previous House Time: 20 hrs 38 min

Workshop Time: 2 hrs x 2 people= 4 hrs   (It was 3 different people, but only 2 people each hour.     Does that clear up the mud?)

Total House Time: 24 hrs 38 min

I’m so exhausted, I.can’t.even.move.    (In more ways than 1!)

 

Seven Seconds Siesta

Sick of sevens!!    Sick of seconds!!      So set to be skedaddled!!

Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds

Second Seven Seconds Sequel  

Seven Seconds Scullery 

Seven Seconds Scullery Spices

Seven Seconds Scullery Scape

Seven Seconds Scullery Sunder

Seven Seconds Scullery

Seven Seconds Scullery Spices

Seven Seconds Scullery Scape

Seven Seconds Scullery Sunder

Seven Seconds Scullery Scrape

Seven Seconds Scullery Scaffolding

Seven Seconds Scullery Second Scraping

SS Scullery Scrapings, Scobblelotcher

Seven Seconds Sisters’ Scene

Seven Seconds Scullery Skippy

Seven Seconds Shed

Seven Seconds Shed Seconds

Seven Seconds Sinking

Seven Seconds Second Sinking

Seven Seconds Shade

Seven Seconds Siesta- my bedroom

Approach with caution.     The first thing that happened:

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Crib guts.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The crib threw up.     I told SF I was decluttering, and to please come get it, since he bought it, and PPJr’s little tushy barely even touched the mattress!      In the whole 13 months of her life so far, probably less than 5 hours of it were ever spent in that crib!     And of course, for some crazy reason, he wanted it empty! The nerve!

Here he is, trundling it out the door.

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I helped!!

(Well, not helping so much as holding it back so I can snap a pic!!)     When SF has a job to do, he gets it done pronto!    No time for this standing around, posing for pix!

So, I had to sort thru all that mess.     Then I decided to comb thru these shelves again.

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Lots of work to do yet.

Here are all the books I kept.

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All I kept, of the books.

                                                                                                                 Remember this shot??    

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Self explanatory

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, and because I stupidly took a pic of the Men’s version, instead of women’s, (I just can’t keep a secret!) some people thought something was up!     Susie was right, there was something up.        XH and I started dating again in Jan.    

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Happy Days are here again!

But, it didn’t work out, again.     We even went to counseling again, with a man this time!   I was still too bossy, and he felt I was pressuring him too much.       sigh         Curtis warned me decades ago, that I was too bossy!

Sooooo, all the re-marriage books back out the door.       Just gonna keep working on me, and enjoy my life, and my family, and get tons of sugars from my grandbabies!!       Best hugs, and kisses in the world!       BUT!!        Cry Baby Bear’s still here!!      I can’t let my first ever stuffie go!!      How would she survive this cruel world, without my tender loving care??

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I know, she doesn’t look well cared for, you might say. Well, I put those stitches there myself!! (the red ones)

Okay, back to the job at hand.      At this point, a different day, DD1 joined me.

I did de-clutter the box of candy!     Fine, I did eat 1 piece first.    That’s how I knew it HAD to be de-cluttered!!       Got rid of half the stuff in the big grey basket, that I was totally gonna spray paint…..      Then chucked the basket as well.      And tossed the craft kit, in the white box behind the light bulb.      I have such big ideas of ALL the crafts PP and I are gonna do!!!!!     And, I’m giving away the brown machine table.    My legs do NOT fit under it comfortably!!       I think I heard a rumor a while back, that I was too old to put up with torn, broken, uncomfortable stuff…..     Anybody else remember that??

The teal hamper is full of donate.     I even donated half of the material, in the 4 drawers of that dresser!!      SO hard to let go!!

Both white hampers full of donate!      Cleared off top of dresser.     Got rid of cloth book, cuz button tires were loose.     Why didn’t I just sew them tighter???       Ummm, do you remember one of my slob failings is also laziness???

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This green tub of pix, was so jammed full, I couldn’t close it!

So, I pared the pix down.       (Down really does need to be a “P” word, doesn’t it??)

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Pared down with a pair of scissors.

For some reason, I’ve always been a vicious photo editor.       My Mama first saw me cutting up pix, when I was about 12, for an album I was making.   I truly thought she was gonna faint!      Apparently pix were sacrosanct!      How dare I mar their perfection by trimming them willy-nilly?!      

And this time, I even threw away the duplicates, fuzzy, and faded beyond recognition ones too!!       Score!     I’d kept some of them over 40 years!      It’s hard to say goodbye!

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There now, it’s shut!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pic of Joyous, my college BFF.     I love that girl!!      We are such good friends, we called each other Jonathan, and David!      And twins!!       From the first time our eyes connected, in Speech class, we knew what each other was thinking!!      It was wonderful!

And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
{Some people misuse this verse to support homosexuality.     No, it’s friendship love, not sexual. }
Anyhoo, it was a great stroll down memory lane, with the pix.
This was great fun!!     I bought this doll before Christmas, but with all the drama, my plan didn’t happen.       Michelle had a walking doll, just like this when she was about 7 or 8, named Rosemary.   [Which coincidentally, is our present stepmother’s name!]    She hated it!      It was so big, and Mama stood it up, in the corner of our room!      None of us realized she was terrified of it!!

So, I texted this pic to her yesterday:

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Hello, old friend!

Followed by this one:                              slob, humor, doll taunt

Making sure the eyes were wide open!         Bwahahahaha!        She texted back that it was funny, so I hope she didn’t have nightmares!

Alrightey, I gotta stop having so much fun, and purge already!!

I donated the doll, too.  The joke was totally worth the $6 I paid for her!!      At least to me!        Michelle might have a different opinion!

Sadly, I didn’t take pix of this donate haul.      Trust me, it was a big one!!

Feeelz so good to unload so much stuff!!

Previous House Time: 17 hrs 28 min

Today’s Time: 2 hours for me, 1 hour for DD1, and should I count the 10 min for SF taking the crib??    He did have to fold it up, and roll it ALL the way down the hall!!     Of course I should!!        Total Today’s Time: 3 hrs 10 min

Total House Time to Date: 20 hrs 38 min

Poor, poor Ashley!      Nobody tell her about this, ok??     It’ll be our little secret!       I can trust y’all not to blab, can’t I??