Guess what?
I’m moving–sort of. It appears–at the moment–that we are buying a new house. I’m a little wishy-washy in the telling, because the whole real estate thing is fraught with peril and missteps, like an Indian Jones movie. But the plan, with a little divine intervention, is to move. The whole family is very excited. We giggle a lot when the five of us are together. It’s a little bit like waiting for Christmas. Lots of fun anticipation.
We are staying local–so all you people who are subjected to me on a daily basis–don’t get too excited and start cheering. You’re still stuck with me. Ha! In fact, I may be even closer to you than I was before. You might want to invest in new shades, a fence or maybe even a guard dog. Or we can hang out–whatever. Just so you know, I probably wouldn’t even have announced this yet, but part of this process involves selling my own house. So, it’s going to be pretty obvious, awfully soon. And honestly, you might have been a little freaked out, seeing me do so much cleaning and organizing. Probably figured the zombies had eaten my brain or something LOL! But YAY! No zombies. I’m just making my house neater and cleaner for someone else, than I ever got around to doing for myself. I’ve always subscribed to the idea that I’ll do X,Y and Z first and get around to that other stuff later. (For those of you not sure, this is called procrastination.) But procrastination isn’t always bad, because no one ever dies and says, “Wish I’d staged my house better instead of writing a novel.” Yeah–that never happens–but staging and organizing is a necessary evil for me to get to the next house I will neglect for my writing. And because of that, like a diligent watcher of HGTV, I’m working hard to share all the best loved parts of my home in their very best light.
In order to do this, I have rented a remote storage unit. I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I can store stuff where I don’t need to look at it and give the appearance of complete (almost complete) organization without having to give away anything I haven’t used in 10 years that I will need in no less than seven days from the time I would have disposed of it. (Sorry–that just felt like it had to be a breath-sucking, run-on sentence.) And just to bring a little bit of writing into this post, this storage thing sounds just like cutting and pasting during revision. It’s all still there!!!! (Like how I did that?)
And, dear hubby, if you’re reading this post like you claim you do–I will get rid of lots of stuff. I really will. *raises hand but crosses fingers* I promise. But this process is so stressful for an artsy, distractible, adorable procrastinator like me. So the first thing to go may be the clutter makers, I mean the kids. Just kidding. Unless the 10yo doesn’t get a grip on his fish tank–then both of them go in the storage unit with Cheerios and fish food.
So how am I doing so far? I don’t have a before pic, but this room may have also had some broken wicker furniture, snow shovels, muddy soccer gear, 462 pairs of shoes, a christmas tree stand, some broken umbrellas, an arsenal of Nerf guns, two folding tables, snow boots, cob webs and occasionally two cats sitting in the sun. And that was on a good day.
Now I have a great space to sit and write and help me to procrastinate more LOL! What would you put in your remote storage unit? No judgement! Spill the beans.
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