Japanese Jottings

Have you read that Japanese book about tidying up??   I haven’t, and I feel like I don’t need to, due to the hundreds thousands (feels like anyway) of posts I’ve read on the subject.

Some people are really gung ho.   Others are more skeptical, but willing to try it.    Others pick and choose parts to apply to their lives.

I joked about DD1 “Konmari-ing” me without my permission.   But all she did was fold the clothes in those overly fussy {in my humble opinion} little shapes.   Ain’t nobody got time for that!!

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That said, some of her principles intrigue me.   The one where if the item doesn’t spark joy, get rid of it.   I do have 1 piece of clothing that doesn’t spark joy, so I’m thinking it might need to go.

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Buh-bye, snappy house dress!

 

 

However,  I will NOT be holding it in my hand, and thanking it for its service!     I don’t believe inanimate objects have spirits, or the need for appreciation.    That part is very hinky to me.

I do know once you tidied up, you will have more energy, and less depression, because I have experienced that for myself.

But, none of her clients have EVER had to re-tidy???   Somehow, I don’t quite believe that.   So, maybe she never worked with any parents????    Or people on the hoarding scale???  Or people who are overwhelmed???    Anyway, that’s just my opinion, that part might not be entirely true.   Or, maybe she has only been working less than 5 years???    I don’t know.

So, while I won’t be using her methods, I do agree that tidying up is very good for you!   And we should all try it!

Just my thought on the jottings of that Japanese lady.

“Doggy Did Dit.”

(Title quote credit to PP.)

It was the best of days, it was the worst of days.  Why?  Well, let me just entertain you with my pain.

I went to help my Sister clear the way for new furniture. Yay new furniture!  Everything was humming along, but I was getting tired.

As I went thru the dining room, suddenly her dog decided that he needed to occupy the EXACT SAME SPACE as ME, THAT SECOND!  AS you know from my pix, there is NOT a thigh gap between my legs!  Not even a tiny one.  And her dog isn’t tiny!  Did I mention he’s a HUGE 100 pound Rottweiler??  (He thinks he’s still a puppy lap dog, too!)  So, as you might expect, I hit the deck.  Not with an exclamation of joy, either.

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Not actually Ranger.

 

So, as I lay there, stunned, my sister is frantically checking me out.  

“Can you hear me??  How many fingers am I holding up??  Are you bleeding??”

Yes, I can hear you loud and clear- you’re shouting in my ear!  And, I’d be able to see better if your fingers weren’t in my eyes!

JK, she was not shouting, and not poking me in the eye either.  But it sounds funnier than the truth.

Thank God, I was not broken, or bleeding.  I did give myself a good jolt, and some pretty purple bruises will be blooming tomorrow, I feel confident!  And, oh- how I wanted to kick that dog!!

But how can you be mean to him, when he just looks up at you so adoringly and says, “Hey, that game was fun, let’s do it again!!”

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Comment Chaos

Lately EVERYONE has been talking about how to manage your emails, and blogs.

Sharon from HowtoGetOrganizedatHome.

Janice from MostlyBlogging.

Ralph from BlueFishWay.  (Here is the guest post he wrote for Janice, explaining how he deals with the pressure.)

Hugh from HughsNewsandViews.

I was getting an email everytime someone commented on a post. Necessary, ok.  (But, was it really??? Everytime I log on to WP, if the bell has a circle on it, I have comments.

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 So, hmmm  maybe I can cancel those emails too???  Double notifications are a time waster… So, yeah!  I’m gonna cut out those emails too!  Yay!  More digital de-cluttering

I was getting double emails from several sites when a new post went up. ARGH!  Too much!

I was getting an email everytime someone I was following posted.  Too much!  Not necessary, ditched those.  They are in my reader, and can be accessed that way.

AND, I was getting an email everytime someone LIKED my post, or a COMMENT on a post!!! AAAAAHHHHH!

(Talk about  overload! )

My eyes were burning from all the reading of emails!  My finger was cramping from all the clicking to delete.

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Enough already!!

Something had to change!!

Well, duh!  Turn off the LIKE email notifications!!  Tonight, this morning, whatever,  I finally played around in the dashboard long enough to figure out how to turn off the “Like” emails.  Thank goodness!  Hopefully, some of my sanity will be restored. What little there is left of it!

(and maybe only 50 emails a day, instead of 1,000???  Please!!!!)

Look!  I got thru my whole inbox, and only 3 left!

only 3 emails

 (2 are books I need to read, so they don’t really count, and I already deleted the OneDrive one.)  What an accomplishment!

AND, I just winnowed down my following list to only 57.  I don’t have to feel guilty about not following someone, just because they follow me, right, Hugh??  I just took a very big, relieved breath.  Maybe the insanity (of my inbox, anyway) has been banished.  My real sanity will always be in question!

Inspire Me Monday party

T(r)ank Trouble

Oh the multi-splendored joys of home ownership.  (Did the sarcasm come thru okay?)

I’m having…. tank troubles… as in my toilet tank.

I love the color, but I'm very puzzled. How do you flush it??

I love the color, but I’m very puzzled. How do you flush it??

It worked when I first moved in,

This is how it's SUPPOSED to work.

This is how it’s SUPPOSED to work.

then suddenly it wouldn’t flush.  Called in the handyman, better known as sweet friend, the chain was broken.   A few minutes and 1 bent paper clip later

Office supply masquerades as plumbing fix

Office supply masquerades as plumbing fix

Ta Da!  It worked again!  Magic!  (BUT!!  the chain was TOO long now, so you had to lift the tank lid a little, so the doo-hickey wouldn’t hit the top.) sigh  (Of COURSE it was too long, did ya SEE the size of that paper clip???)

That’s okay, I just waited till it broke again, and asked for a smaller paper clip.  Ain’t I brilliant!!   (I didn’t get that college degree fer nuttin, ya know!)

A little later, it was running all the time, and wouldn’t flush AGAIN!!   This time, the rubber gasket was not sealing right, so it constantly drained.  And wouldn’t you know it, all these things ALWAYS happened in the middle of the night!   How does that HAPPEN???

Want to! Just can't!

Want to! Just can’t!  I wish this sign hadn’t been written in invisible ink!!

So, once again, a SOS call went out.  (in the morning!  I didn’t call him right then.  I’m not a sadist.)  Like magic, he fixed in a trice.  (Don’t ya just love that word – trice??  We need to start a campaign to bring it back into popular circulation!   Who’s with me??)

Several weeks go by, then a repeat of the same frustration.  ERGH!  So, I decided to take a peek for myself.  This time, the top link had slipped out of the hole in the end of the stick.  (There’s probably a real name for it – flush lever?? )
nasty toilet lever(not my toilet- you can find anything on google!)

Tried to mend it, but failed.  Probably due to my fat fingers, and being wet.  Yes, yes, that’s it! Because my fingers were wet!   So humiliating to be toilet- flushable- challenged.

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And, here I sit blogging, instead of asking for help.  Thinking about buying stock in Depends.

Home Matters Party

free fun friday

Beautifully Creative Inspired  A brand new party!!  Woo hoo!  Thanks, Shanice, for the invite!

Inspire Me Monday party

strawberry love

(In case you missed them, part one, Strawberry City,  part two, Man Giant,  and part three, Strawberry Banquet.)

…yes!”

Joyfully, Man Giant, knelt down, asked 1 final time for Strawberry Girl’s hand in marriage.

After hearing her “Yes!”, he put the sparkling diamond on her hand, that he had been carrying in his pocket for so long.

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At last, they were Engaged!

Strawberry Girl, and Man Giant were so happy!

Of course, they had a perfect purple wedding, with Tiny Noel as the Best Man.  Strawberry Girl’s Sis, and Aunt were her attendants.

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The Honeymoon was in a castle, on the beach.  What a wonderful time they had, just being together.

But, when they got home, and began living together, Man Giant began being  puzzled at the messes, and clutter that seemed to follow Strawberry Girl, wherever she went.  Before, he had been so blindly in love, that he never noticed.

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“Just clean up”, he tells her.

Strawberry Girl struggles to clean, and organize, but it’s the same trouble she’s always had.  Man Giant helps her clean, and organize, but still doesn’t understand why she can’t do it herself.

In due time, Baby Strawberry Giant arrives, to every one’s great delight!

To be continued……

Living Room Looks

Let me introduce Miss Violet.

Miss Violet

Miss Violet

She has pride of place on my living room wall.  Perhaps you saw her coyly peeking around the edge of the Christmas tree.  She belonged to a wonderful friend of mine, Miss Maggie.  Miss Maggie has gone on to her heavenly reward now, but I have my memories, and Miss Violet, to cherish.

Behind the tv, is a beautiful grapevine cross.

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Over the laundry closet, my pretty purple clock.

Chaney is Grandmama's maiden name.

Chaney is Grandmama’s maiden name.

Over the couch is this beauty:

Pretty purple whatchamacallit

Pretty purple whatchamacallit

When my aunt gave it to me, it was a boring black.  But , I could envision how beautiful it could be.

And I was right!

On the short wall, to the left of the kitchen bar, is the gorgeous “Pretty in Purple” original oil, by my Mama.

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When I sit in my recliner, Miss Violet is almost directly in front of me, and my

 Just happens to be my middle name.  (Could that be why I love it???)

Just happens to be my middle name. (Could that be why I love it???)

is in front of me to my left.

And you already know my windows.

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Now, recently, I have upgraded my furniture.

The old gray cabinet went bye bye, and this gorgeous old (the good kind of old) marble topped dresser from

DD1 and DD2’s Great Aunts, came into my possession.  I was sternly warned NOT to let anything happen to it! It is only a LOAN.

20150311_151829  It is so gorgeous!  Look at those glass knobs- like bling for furniture!

And in the corner, my Granny’s Corner cabinet, was entrusted to my care, in the same way.  I am blessed!

20150311_151837  Now that my recliner has been upgraded from old blue to this maroon, elegant one, I am all set for living room furniture.  (Except the wing back recliner is actually too narrow for my um,,,, statuesqueness??)  And I really, REALLY want the PURPLE leather one I found on Craig’s List!  Stay tuned!

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I woke up, and BAM! I’m having a purple Christmas!

 


Now, to show you the REST of my Purple Christmas story.

You’re already seen my Joy,  and my Star,

 Just happens to be my middle name.  (Could that be why I love it???)

Just happens to be my middle name. (Could that be why I love it???)

I'm a star!

I’m a star!

And my Nativity.  

 

And my window lights.

Sparkly! Purple!

Sparkly! Purple!

Now, feast your eyes on my Purple Tree!

 

 

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(Sorry the pic is so dark.  I need to improve my photography skills. )

Here is my big tree:

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It blinks on, one section at a time. I don’t like that, but since it was a loaner tree, I didn’t fuss!  And not really even a big tree, since it’s only 4 ‘ 1/2″ tall!

I’m in love with the purple poinsettia as the tree topper.

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Snowflake ornament:

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Gorgeous lace angel, just given to me by a new friend:  (Thank you, Shirley!)

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Grape clusters:

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And other assorted balls etc.

 

My door, with lights around it:

The master bedroom door, all decked out.

The master bedroom door, all decked out

Closeup of the wreath:

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And the 1 purple Christmas card I received:

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I guess the other 2 card senders didn’t receive the purple memo!

And my Shiny Grape Wreath!  It’s on the back of the closet door, in the kitchen/entry hall.

I made it myself!

I made it myself!

(Did you notice I used the grape clusters to cover up the gap in the purple tinsel? Oh, you didn’t? Oopsie! Should have kept my big mouth shut!)

And the random Purple Ornaments, stuck to the walls.

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And there you have it, my purple Christmas.

Sure hope I get some purple presents!

Update: I did! 2 in fact. Yay!