Shower Show

Just reread one of Nony’s old posts that you’re supposed to hang your shower curtain to dry- in the shower.

WHAT??? You’re supposed to wash those things???   That’s a new one on me!

My MO usually is to ignore the mildew and black mold, until it has crept ALL the way up the curtain, and I get contact dermatitis from brushing into it.  

mildew on shower curtain

In my defense: I inherited this shower curtain. Oh wait- that makes it worse, doesn’t it???

Just like those those dratted 2 year old dishes of mine.

 

 

sigh

 

 

I’m not made outta money, ya know!   I can’t afford to replace that thing every month!   (Even tho I totally buy them at the dollar store!)

But washing it, and hanging it back up to dry- huh.   Who woulda thunk??

(Even though, I’m pretty sure this is what Mama did, now that I stop and think about it, because when I lived at home, our shower curtain was never dirty.   (Or any other space in our house!!   Mama was a real live Cleanie!!!)  (And I was allergic.  Not to her, just to being a Cleanie.)

So, will have to ponder on this some more…..  until the mildew  has turned into a living entity, and strangled me in the shower, probably….    When that happens, that’ll show me!     I shoulda listened to Nony and Mama!!

 

Twin Twist

My friend Kristen C, yes, the cleanie!  made a huge announcement on her blog last Thurs.   She’s pregnant!!   I am so happy for her and Jerrod!   and wait for it…… they’re having twins!!

 

I knew those 2 crazy-in-love kids before they WERE even Kristen & Jerrod!!    When they announced their engagement, I was in shock!    What???    How did this happen??     They didn’t even hold hands in church.    He didn’t even put his arm around her!!    How was I supposed to know they were serious???

But they have so much in common, and are so cute together!!     After they got married, I started praying for them to have a baby.    When Kristen shared their infertility struggles, that gave me the information of how to pray specifically for them.   

And now, their dreams of a baby are coming true, twice as nice!!    God answered our prayers in a huge way!!

Watching this journey thru her pregnancy, and then the babies growing is gonna be so much fun!!

Yikes!    I just thought of something- 2 more quilts needed!!     Relax!!!     I’ll be all done with my present queue by the end of May, and the twins aren’t due until end of August!     I got this covered!

back of quilt pink blue yellow green

Back of quilt, with just a little wrinkle in time.

(Not their quilt, just a previous one I made.)

 

Ya know what??    If I was really smart, I’d make the baby quilts, just as soon as they tell people which one the babies are, the pinks or the blues.    Oops, I mean the pinks or the boys.    Oops, I mean, the girls or the boys!    The twins are identical, so how fun is that gonna be to dress them just alike!!!     gets lost in a baby clothes buying daydream for days……….

Doing Dishes Daily

Huh, doing dishes daily is a real thing!   Who knew???   (Well for starters, Granny, Mama, Kristen C., Nicole….. and every other cleanie in the world.)   And I must confess, deep in my slobbiest of hearts, I knew it too. 

broken heart

 

(Does this look like the slobbiest of hearts?????)

 

 I just spent the last 4 decades pretending I didn’t.   My Mama raised me right, I just chose to let my slob side over rule my training.    Now, I’m shaking my head at myself.   How many, many, MANY hours of forced torture did I put myself and my family through, to panic clean before a party, company, etc????   So many that it was probably literally YEARS of our lives.

purple surprised face

courtesy of pixaby.   Thanks Judy for letting me steal him!

 

Sometimes, it wasn’t a conscious choice, due to my thyroid and depression issues.    But, to be truthful, other times, it WAS a deliberate choice, cuz I just didn’t feel like it.    But, guess what?   Grown ups have to do what’s needed, whether they want to or not.   (Which I also really knew deep down, but pretended I didn’t.   It’s so exhausting to keep denying reality!!)    Now, I’m finally on the path to applying that (consistently) to my home.

So, back to doing the dishes daily.   Everyone *cough*Mama*cough, told me it’s so much easier if ya just go ahead and DO them!!!   And, when I did, I discovered, BY Golly, they’re right!!!    Doncha just hate when that happens????   ME too.

So, today, after I ate breakfast, I put my dishes in the sink.  

dirty dishes in sink

Not today’s dishes. I’m totally recycling this pic from January.    Shhhhhhhh!

 

 

And STARTED to walk away. Then, I paused and thought “DIN DIN, (do it now) you’ll be glad later.”   So, I did.   Later today, when I go to eat lunch, I’m gonna see my empty sink, and smile.   Yes, indeed, I’ll be glad I did the dishes this day.

Fridges Fresher

Sit down.  I mean it. SIT DOWN!!

Within 1 week I cleaned out 2 fridges!

Can you believe it??

And neither one was mine!

You can imagine why I did Sis.  With all the food people brought in, we ran outta space, and had to do something.  While I was in there getting rid of the oldest food, I just thought, “Well, why not.”  So, I took out everything, and got to work with a bowl of soapy water, and a rag.  Then Mama got involved, and suddenly we were taking out all the drawers too!  Whoa!!  Way more than I was planning, but….. with a Mama around, ya can’t get by with half-doing a job!!

No befores: forbidden by Sis.  I can’t blame her.  Outting myself as a slob becomes a whole nother thing, than showing others’ messes!

bowl soapy waterlike how I stick my toes into stuff??  (PIX!!  Not stuff!  Well… except those peas, that 1 time….)

Bottom shelf: done!

really fresh fruit

Fresh fruit: You wouldn’t believe what those grapes said to me!!!

2nd shelf cleanSecond shelf neatly done!  No, I’m not gonna show you all bajillion shelves!  You can thank me now.

It looked really good when  I we were done!

The other shocker was, since we had to pull out the fridge from the counter, to get out the shelves, I went ahead and scrubbed the floor under too!  I know!  Why didn’t anybody realize I had a fever,and rush me to the ER????

clean tile floor

That was on a Wed.  Then the next Tuesday, DD1 called and said , “Mama! I need you!  I’m on my lunch break, and need help getting the food back in the fridge!”

Ok, so I ran right over there, thinking, “Now, I know she’s pregnant, but she can’t put the food back in the fridge herself????”  They had just moved the night before, so I knew she had stuff to do.

When I got there, I saw the problem immediately.  Her fridge door opened the wrong way for the new place.  I had to literally open the back door, go out on the step, then open the fridge, and come back inside, inside the fridge!  It was hilarious!  Except, it’s not gonna be for her, when she has to deal with it every day!!

Anyway, you can probably guess….  “Since I’m already back here, gimme some soapy water, and a rag.”

hand in soapy water

Giant man hand in soapy water.

(No pix exist period.  Once I was back there, and asked for the phone, she refused.  So, I was kinda stuck!!  Oh, well, I can have her notarize a letter, if you need proof.)

So, I cleaned my second fridge within a 7 day space.  My mama about fainted when I told her.  She asked, with a tremble in her voice, “Did you do yours too?”  Well, now that just woulda been crazy talk!!   Whaddya think I am? A Cleanie or something???

(Actually, I was so surprised at MYSELF that I VOLUNTEERED BOTH times!!!!)  Maybe a spot of Cleanie IS rubbing off on me!   I guess weirder things have happened!!!

IF I did Halloween, that would be my costume this year, half Purpleslob, half Cleanie! Scary!)

tidy toilet

This is an after. Yes, you heard me right, an after.

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THUD. That’s the sound of all the Cleanies hitting the floor as they faint.  My after is their worst nightmare of a before.

Don’t worry. There isn’t a before on record.  I do not want you clawing your eyes out to not see it.

Suffice it to say, it was bad.  So bad in fact, that no one but me would even go in there.  A guest accidentally wandered in, and ran out screaming something about ecoli clouds choking her.

It wasn’t That bad. Well… Maybe it was.

Anyway, after the health dept. threatened to shut down my apt. I knew something had to be done.  So donning my trusty haz mat suit, I waded into battle.

As you can see, I won the war:

Truly Tidy Toilet

Truly Tidy Toilet

 

material mountain

[Freecycle-LakelandFL] WANTED: fabric, fabric, sewing notions & yarn (Lakeland Florida )‏

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WANTED: fabric, fabric, sewing notions & yarn

Would like any of your stock pile of old, ugly prints. Trying to make
variety of things. Dolls, guilts, throw pillows etc

Tiny prick of conscience. I have more than I’ll ever need.

Stupid minimalist and cleaning blogs. Making me feel guilty.

I’m not a hoarder, I’m a seamstress!   I just have a sorta huge stash.

My Fabric Stash

My Fabric Stash

Oh, alright!  I contacted the person, okay?

Now I need to sort, and purge what I’m willing to give up.

Do you see my nail marks, where I’m holding on for dear life??

Keeping a tight grip

Keeping a tight grip

Somethings are easier to get rid of than others.

Fabric is just so full of possibilities!  I can make it into any thing I want!  I can be artistic!  It’s one of my treasures!

But, if it sits there until doomsday, what have I really accomplished?  So, gonna give it up…

Not all of it, of course.  You think I turned “cleanie” over night?  Au contrair mon cherie!  {If I didn’t spell that right, sorry!  I left my French dictionary at the store.}

Will proceed to sorting…..

Update:  Patience came and I let go of A LOT of stuff.  She was such a sweet lady, I kept handing her more and more!  And after she left, I didn’t regret a thing!  (Except not getting a pic of all the material going out the door.)

Que sera, sera.

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Dresser Drawers, Doubled

My undies are supposed to be in this second drawer.  (Of course they’re not there.  What do you take me for, A Cleanie??)

Where are they one might inquire?  Surely, one might inquire, but I plead the Fifth.  No need to incriminate myself.

I forgot to take a pic, of course.  And now the dresser is gone.  (YAY!!)

The bottom drawer is supposed to be for pajamas, etc.  So, of course I have my winter gloves, and hat there.

Bottom Drawer

Bottom Drawer

Makes perfect sense to me!

And by the way, this is FLORIDA.  Where we have maybe 3.2 days of cold weather, (cold enough for gloves.)

So, why do I have 5 pairs???  And 2 of them identical?  smh

I need answers here!

A two-fer! Bought these when I couldn't find the other 3 pair.

A two-fer! Bought these when I couldn’t find the other 3 pair.

One of the 2 identical pair.

One of the 2 identical pair.

Think I can donate some of them??   I don’t know, what if I suddenly lose 4 of them, and if I already have gotten rid of the 5th, how will my hands stay warm?  Hmmmm?  I ask you?

I got rid of all but 1 pair.  Now I better keep track of them!  Maybe knowing I only have 1 pair, will motivate me.

Here’s hoping.

Working in My Widdle Woom

Okay, I couldn’t help the title.  You know how much I love alliteration!

As promised in Horsey Hallway, here is the future post on Decluttering in my room.

Except, it’s no longer in the future, it’s here NOW! Woo hoo!

Mama came over on a Tuesday, (Why oh why, can’t I remember to take before pix??  I’m a slogger, for Pete’s sake!!) and we went at it, shovels and tongs. I don’t think that’s a real expression.  I made it up just now, for your reading pleasure.  Enjoy!

How could I have so much stuff, when I’ve already decluttered several times???

Oh the agony of making decisions!  Why do I have to get rid of anything?? After all, I can still walk to my bed!

But, no. The strict taskmaster kept me on track.  Otherwise, I woulda punked out after about 30 minutes!

I got rid of 2 big garbage bags of trash

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And 1 red folding shopping cart of stuff for Mama’s yard sale.

Then, I collapsed in my recliner, emotionally worn out.  That was my stuff that was leaving!!  MINE!  And I was attached to it.  That’s why it was all still in my room.

But, after it was all gone, something funny happened.  I smiled, because it felt good to be that much closer to being a cleanie.  Well, maybe only 2 inches, on a column graph, depicting slob at the bottom, and cleanie at the top.  But, hey, that 2 inches was hard won!  And I was proud of myself.

I basked in the glow of a job well done.

Horsey Hallway

"Longing"

“Longing”

This beautiful original oil painting is hanging in my long hallway.  Brother hung it up when he moved in, under the hallway light, so it would be showcased.  Mama painted it from memory, of a pencil drawing Brother did when he was in school.  (We will skip over how many years ago that was!  You’re welcome.)

It’s titled “Longing”.  In person, you can actually see the longing in the horse’s eyes, and expression, for freedom.  Very poignant.

Sometimes, I long to be free of my slobbery.  It definitely fences me in, behind literal walls of stuff.

It keeps people from visiting me, because there is no place to sit, due to the laundry, or whatever, on every available flat surface.

When someone is brave enough to visit, and they’re persistent enough to tunnel out a place to sit, they’re usually uncomfortable.  Chaos is uncomfortable.  Our minds seek order. Even if I say it doesn’t bother me to live in such a slobby mess;  sometimes, it does get to me.  And, I despair of ever digging out of the mess.

So, I make stabs at it, here and there.  Last Tuesday, Mama came over and we decluttered, and she organized some, in my bedroom.  (Alert- future post.)

But, overall, what difference did it make?  Sure, I can look around and see carpet now, where I couldn’t before.  And sure, now I can actually see the table top.  And my shirts are actually hanging in my closet.  (GASP- I heard that!)

But, I still have so much to do, and so far to go.  Why do anything, really???

That’s what my slob brain says.  But my “wants to be a cleanie” brain says, “Don’t give up! There’s hope! Keep on doing something!”

I realize I may never be a cleanie, after all, I’ve been a slob for 54 years now.  But, I’m gonna keep on chippin away at the mountain.

Who knows?  Someday, maybe  I’ll be company ready without a 3 day marathon of cleaning!

And when that happens, you’ll be the first to know.  Promise.

New Year, New Me

New year, New Me

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Bwahahahaha!  Oh, my stomache aches, what a belly laugh! (wiping tears outta eyes)

150103_021New year, new me is funny!

God’s not even done working on the “old” me yet, and I think I’m gonna be a NEW me?

oh, that’s a good one.

New year, same old me.

Hi, I’m Melinda, and I’m a Purple Slob.

I’m working on it, (at a snail’s pace, fer sure), but I’m not a Cleanie, and I don’t know if I ever will be.

But, I’m me, and that’s okay.