Melinda’s Memoir

Nony

 
 
6/26/15
To: purple.librarian@hotmail.com
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Hello  6/26/15  Just reread this today.;

melindasays:

I have purged today! 2 drawers full of stationery, 90% of which is being donated. The chest the drawers came out of has to be thrown away due to water damage. Then I purged 7 gallons of trash from a large moving box,(7 GALLONS!!!) and condensed down to a small diaper box! Feeling so good right now! Waiting for my husband to come back from the store, so he can bring me another box. Here’s hoping I can stay on this high for awhile!! Thank you, Nony!

I e-mailed this to myself, because I was re-reading the post of Nony’s and saw my comment from last year.

This was 15 days before I started my own blog.

It was so neat to catch a glimpse of my former self on her blog!

I can’t link to the specific post, because I didn’t save it, of course!  But here is her site.

http://www.aslobcomesclean.com/

Nony started out blogging anonymously, hence “Nony”, because she was so embarrassed.

Not so me, everyone who ever knew me, knew I was a slob.  I couldn’t go incognito if I wanted to!

Side Table

Side Table

bathroom counter

Insert any one of a thousand pix here, as proof.

But, thank God, I’m on my way to recovery, and soon, I won’t be a slob anymore!  Then I’ll have to rename my blog, ” Purple Slob Recovered.”  Oh!  Won’t that be the day!!

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Yes, Shirley, it's really empty!

Yes, Shirley, it’s really empty!

See, I really AM making progress!

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So Slobby Sewing Space Sequel

Remember not long ago when I boasted about my superb sewing space?

Not changed at all

Not changed at all

Yeah…. not so much now.  😦

In the continuing effort to pare down, by purging, I gave up the nice big gray cabinet, which was wonderful for storage.  Purging  it caused a twinge of angst, but only a small one.

Then, Brother needed more room, so his ginormous bean bag somehow ended up in there.

Brother's Ginormous Beanbag chair

Brother’s Ginormous Beanbag chair

Hmmmm, how exactly did that happen?    That thing is heavy!

Then someone gifted me with a huge bag of fabric for quilting.  Who could turn that down? Not I!

And just when the storage cabinet went away too.

Gray cabinet gone, gone

Gray cabinet gone, gone

Bad timing there!

So, once again it’s a slobby sewing space.  sigh  And here I had been breaking my arm, patting myself on the back that I was making progress.

So how much does it count to have gotten rid of 1 huge thing, when it put the whole room straight back into chaos again??  See how I blamed the cabinet’s absence for the mess, instead of admitting it was me?  Pretty slick, right?

 

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Permission

ahhhh  {sigh of relief}

I have just been given permission to be a slob.

WHAT?  Could you repeat that please?

I just read an organizing blog that gave me permission to be a slob, in areas that don’t count.  I wish I had saved the address!  I should have figured I’d need it to provide proof!

O-h, k-a-y…

How does that work for  a slob in recovery??

I can wad up the washcloths, and towels, and toss them into the linen closet.

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I don’t have to fold my underwear.  (I had figured that one out on my own l-o-n-g ago!!)  I will spare you the visual on this one.  You’re welcome.

Don’t fold sheets, just stuff the set into the matching pillow case.

Folding the dish rags?  So last year.  Just toss them up there, willy-nilly.

Last year's dish rags

Last year’s dish rags

There ya go!

There ya go!

Ahhhhhh! and the angels sang!!!

That’s one reason my clean laundry piles up.  I don’t want to spend my time making neat little folds, when it’s just gonna get unfolded soon.  (The same reasoning I use to avoid making my bed.)

So, now, I’ve been given permission to just do it like I wanted to in the first place!

It’s MY apartment!  I need to do what works for ME.  An AMAZING, and freeing concept.  Who woulda thunk?

When people come over, would they rather see a cleared off love seat?  Or a pile of clean laundry there, waiting to be “folded”?

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Yes, Shirley, it's really empty!

Yes, Shirley, it’s really empty!

I’m thinking they might would rather sit down.

Now, to figure out what to do with my shirts that I don’t want to hang up….

breakfast bar be gone

Not that I actually want the bar to disappear, per say, but the billion things on it.

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Not that I want the things to disappear really, just not be on the bar anymore. Oh, you know what I mean!

Re-cluttering has gone into overdrive since I purged the pantry.

 

Maybe I can,  maybe I can, Said the little ( ha!) huffing, puffing de-clutterer.

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Lookie there! I did it!  (Well, lots better than it was, anyway!)

After some more work:

Aaaahhhh, pretty!

Aaaahhhh, pretty!

Clean and Clear

Clean and Clear

Slobbery be gone!

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.

Slump

You might have noticed I’ve been in a slump. a Slight Slump. A Slight Slogger Slump. (slogger -slob blogger)  Then again, you might not.

I wanted to put a pic in here, but how do you picture a slump?

Anyhoo, I haven’t been writing posts like I expected I would.

So, what do I do? Correct the problem? Ignore it? Make it worse?

Hopefully I will get back on track, and start spitting out the posts again, at the speed of funny,

I say hopefully!  I know the funny isn’t guaranteed, unlike the slobbery.

I can count on the slobbery being here for a loooong , loooong time!  (yay for job security!)

Thanks for hanging around, I hope we have a long successful slogging career together!

(The slump is a  totaally separate issue from the no-internet thing.  They just happen to be occurring at the same time.  Go figure.)

I need a blog post here

What can I write about today??

Yesterday I showed my house of horrors, and I’ve done nothing to improve it at all.  So, what does a slob write about when her slobbery has been exposed to the world in all its technicolor splendorificalness, AND she doesn’t want to clean up anything, to have another post??

I’m thinking….. food!

Last night at a women’s extravaganza at Harvest Assembly, we had a wonderful homemade, chocolate, and peppermint trifle.  O my goodness!!  IT was to die for!

I’d have asked for the recipe, but why?? lol  I’ll never make it, so why have the recipe sitting around to taunt me??

Yesterday, while I was shopping, and consequently avoiding cleaning, I bought some chocolate cookies.

slob, humor, cookies

MMMmmmmmm, chocolate cookies! Me LOVE cookies!

 

 Now this morning, when I look for them to eat as breakfast, (don’t judge me, you probably eat ice cream late at night) no cookies to be found!  WHAT???  I need my morning chocolate fix!!  sigh  They must be still in my sister’s van, which has 3 kids in it, all the time.  NOOOOO!!  Not my cookies!

So I ate some pecans, hey, at least they’re healthy!! and sulked quietly.  Except for the part where I sulked on here for the whole world to see!  But I did it quietly!

There’s always Publix.….

Purple Slob at Work

Purple Slob at Work

Purple Slob at Work

And here you thought I had all de-slobbified?  Wrong!  This is my real life, as it is.   This blog will go on forever, because as soon as I get one spot under control, another slides into chaos.  And it’s all my fault! No one else here to blame but myself.  sigh

Wish I had thought to put on my Aunt Jemima head wrap before this pic was taken!  And I’m not even wearing a purple shirt!  GASP

I just wish I could say I was surprised by a candid shot, but I saw the person holding up the tablet, and I paused, so my fingers wouldn’t be blurry! But that was all the warning I had.  If I had known there’s be a photo shoot, I’d have at least put on a purple shirt.  And the head wrap. and tidied up.   lol, well at least the first two!

After all, truth in advertising demands I show my slobbery for all to see.  Now you can all gaze in horror, and thank God, at least you’re not as bad as me!