…but my room is a mess that looks like Genghis Khan raided the camp…
When you start moving a chest of drawers, you pull out the drawers….
When you pull out the drawers, you notice junk.
When you notice junk, you start sorting it.
When you start sorting it you get piles of junk.
When you get piles of junk you realize the other chest of drawers also has junk.
When you realize the other chest of drawers also has junk…
If you figure out a way around this loop, do share! I’ve got to do the same next weekend
Such a perfect description of my house and I had a Khan for years!
No new piles of junk. Boxes so it can go out to charity.
your post sounds like those annoying DirecTV commercials….LOL.
Lol—we’re sure it leads to Martian invasion but we haven’t quite got the connection!
That’s what shelves are for. Or closets. I realized the other day (apparently being oblivious for 13 years) that I am very good at using ever exposed cubic inch of a bookcase. There’s stuff on top, there are layers and layers of books and when you can’t cram anymore books, there’s still room for pictures and art and collectibles and every last one just sucks dust from a 1/2 mile radius. I expect I’ve painted myself into the proverbial corner and am impressed when someone can extract themselves. However I did manage to reorganize every kitchen cabinet and drawer last year when we refinished the cabinets so it can be done. CJ, just treat it like an excavation with lots of small features! Bet you find some goodies you’ve wondered what happened to them.
At least you were not occupied doing this in a traditional Chinese sailing ship.
The only way to handle junk piles is NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON THEM.
They spawn. Prolifically
I thought there was supposed to be a pleasingly abstract geometric arrangement in a field of grain for that Martian invasion to work.
Are we sure those invading Martians aren’t looking for a diverting rural art exhibit? An intergalactic county fair? … A new breakfast cereal to go with their, ah, toasted Martian-mellows?
No, I don’t know where I came up with that either, but it sounded pretty good at the time. 😆
The toasted Martian-mellows are, obviously, from their marauding war machines shooting ray guns from the skies! EEK!
Of course you know, if you get a new piece of furniture, you have to rearrange the whole house. I’m pretty sure I’m going to be moving from a duplex to an apartment in two and a half months and having to downsize by at least 200 square feet (down to 825). Serious dejunking is on the horizon, as are garage sales and communications with the local Salvation Army and their ilk.
WOL, your talk of downsizing may have given me a question to ask myself. If a disaster were to occur, would I care if this (pick something up) were destroyed? I realized this morning that I have dishtowels that I won’t get rid of due to age and emotion, but there are so many other things in the closet that just don’t have a use or matter. I will try to attack the problem that way tonight. I might be able to move a few things into the charity box. Instead of my house looking like it’s been raided by the Khan’s horde, it’s their dumping ground!