I am dragging. I had to return to work just so I could get some rest. DD is all moved in to her new place. Saturday I went home around 4 since we had the majority of the boxes unpacked and all that was left was hanging things on the wall and getting things into their proper place. DH thought that I'd had enough and said, "Let's go home." Sunday brought about the frenzy of cleaning the house and doing laundry. I swept the floors and DH mopped, I washed/dryed 10 loads of laundry, put things in their proper place, and changed out the winter clothes for summer clothes --- all except the socks and pajamas. I couldn't do any more. Luckily, this only involves pulling the winter socks and replacing them with the summer. We don't have a dresser in our room but three drawers under each side of the bed. I had no desire to try and pull myself up off the floor so this will wait for me tonight.
While pulling out the summer clothes from DGB's room, I pulled out all the purses and bags I've hoarded. This is another example of not using something because you're so overwhelmed with the mass. I had three large, wooden hangers draped with as many bags as it could hold without breaking. Holy cow --- does one really need this many? I cleared out 1 1/2 large trash bags full of purses/bags. It is so well down-sized that now the summer purses can hang in my closet for easy viewing pleasure.
I really like these bags:
In honor of cleaning out the bags - I plan to make more using up a little of the stash. Maybe these will turn into a Christmas present or two.
Words to the Wise: We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us. Madame De Stael
Comments