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!!

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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”!!

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Let’s see if I really do??

Blue Blogger

Emily from Holden Down the Fort (her baby is a boy- hence the blue) nominated me for a Blogger Recognition Award!    Woo hoo!

Thanks, Emily!!

slob, humor, recognition award

I’m excited !!    Y’all know how much of an attention hog I am!!

She said she nominated me : “Because your blog is extremely motivational to me!”

That’s so sweet!

Now the boring part, those pesky rules, that dominate the fun.

  1. I must thank the Blogger who nominated me and provide a link to their blog. Gladly!
  2. I must write a post to show the award.        Happily!
  3. I must write a brief story on how my blog started.      Of course!!
  4. I must give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.         Hmmm, must I be bossy??   Well, I’ll try.    😉
  5. I must select 15 bloggers to pass this award on to.       Oh, must I???    Only if I want to be compliant!
  6. I must comment on each of their blogs to let them know they have been nominated for this award and provide a link to this post.       Cheerfully!

slob, humor, awards

I started blogging cuz I was getting sick (and tired!) of being a messy!!    And ready to be more like my (Cleanie!) Mama, and Granny, and Grandma….

I found Nony, from A Slob Comes Clean, who has now come clean as Dana, and that’s all she wrote.    Oops, not actually, she’s still blogging!!    LOL

I realized that I could begin recovery from slobbery, just like I was in recovery from alcoholism.       God delivered me from alcohol, and now I have to do my daily part, of never putting that first sip in my mouth, ever again.       So, in the quest for recovery from messiness, I have to do my daily part, of washing the dishes!    And maybe a little something else, like sweeping??

So, now I yammer on endlessly, documenting the messes, and celebrating my cleaning successes!     And nearly break my arms, in the process of patting myself on the back so often!

Advice:

Make sure you remember to take Before pix!!!      Extremely important!!        Cuz after you clean up the mess, you surely don’t want to try to recreate it!!

Learn how to take advantage of all the free blogging tools out there!!     Cuz being “ignert ain’t no fun”!!       My BBFFJ, BestBloggingFriendForeverJanice, can help you  with all that stuff.

My Nominees:

Sha

Madelyn

Barb

David

Coral

Melanie

I’m too tired to even try to count how many this is!!      In the midst of moving, AND had both girls today for 9 hours!!        Nite, nite time!!

 

Torrid Tile Tale

There was a torrid love affair between a ceiling tile, Tina, and a door, Donny.

They were inexplicably drawn together.    Even though, Donny was too tall for her, and  every time he opened, he dug a deeper hole in her skin.     

“You hurt me”, Tina cries.     “It’s physical agony when you come to me, and emotional when you leave me.    But I want you to stay,  just because I love you so much.”

Donny apologizes.       Then says “Bye for now my love.   I must go.”          

“Come back!”  Tina begs.          “I will, but gotta go, now” soothes Donny.

“I need answers!” Tina cries.     “Do you love me or her?”      

Donny is torn between 2 lovers.

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Francie the frame

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The jealous door frame, Francie, tells Tina, “Huh- you think he’s yours?  Well, he ALWAYS comes back to me.”

Tina was frantic, and lovesick.       Her big brothers, Tommy, Tony, Timmy, and Tammy (Don’t you dare make fun of his name!!), decided to take matters in their own hands.   They visited Donny, and had a heart-to-heart.       By the time they had cut him down to size, he agreed to leave Tina alone, and never touch her again.

Tina was furious at the “T”s.      But she knew in her heart, they only did the best thing for her.     No one should ever put up with abuse, under the guise of love.

She pitied Francie, who learned one day to her sorrow, that Donny was not all that.       But by the time she learned the truth, she had had every board in her broken, and was left with 3 little door jambs to support, all by herself.

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The 3 fatherless little door frames.

 

 

Moral of the story; Make the doors keep their splinters to themselves!

Anathema Anthem

My good friend Susie said that washing dishes was anathema to her.     (Don’t you love that word??)

My immediate response was, “Don’t worry, they don’t like it either!”

So, then I started thinking,  “Hey, I wonder what dishes DO think about it?”

Are they just chillaxin in old sweats?  (Can we agree if mold’s growing on it, then it’s old??  and stinky like sweats?)

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Then unceremoniously slammed into hot, soapy water, bubbles filling their noses, being boiled alive!!        WHAT THE HECK????

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UGH.

“Hey, oh! Hey!  I’m being scalded alive here!”       I can just hear them shout, loudly!!        I’m quite sure you could hear it too, if you attune your ears to their distress!

Sorry plates, and bowls, gotta do what a slob’s gotta do!!         Maybe next time I won’t wait so long, and then it won’t be such a shock to your delicate ceramic!!