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closets & trash

Mar
17

i’ve not been on my house game for a couple of months (obviously) but all of a sudden i hit a huge surge of energy last week & feel like there isn’t enough time or money to keep up with my thoughts/plans/actions. maybe it’s that spring cleaning bug that people get? it’s like “nesting” for normal, non-pregnant people? well. whatever it is; i have it. my mind is racing with house projects & i’m trying to work on keeping myself focused on one thing at a time so that i don’t get too overwhelmed. luckily i’m pretty good at finding satisfaction in being able to mark off just one task (big or small). to me, it’s easy to find joy in the fact that it’s one less thing staring at me, even though if you zoom out & look at the big picture, it’s so so tiny & seems like it doesn’t matter. i’m trying to get ryan on that train of thought so he doesn’t lose his mind helping me in the yard.

he has been so much help getting some of my least favorite things done (i.e. anything outside). we spent saturday cleaning our garage which – is a big fucking deal for me to even go out there. i hate that garage. i just imagine it full of poisonous spiders & critters, just waiting to get me right as i walk in. i also imagine it collapsing in on my head & nobody makes it out alive. when it’s a mess (like it has been for years now), it heightens my fear. needless to say, i don’t store things in there like a normal person. who needs to keep paint in their garage when they have empty kitchen cabinets that work just fine? right? when we bought our house, we spent 75% of our time in our garage. we had all of our friends & family over weekly, battling each other in ping-pong, grilling hot dogs & sitting out by the chiminea. somewhere along the way, we lost our excitement for having people over & our garage slowly turned into a ghost town where we would occasionally throw shit we needed to donate or put out on the curb for big trash day (aka shopping day in our hood). i didn’t take a before picture but i wish i would have. kind of. i’d probably be too embarrassed to show what it looked like, how much shit we pulled out of there & how little actually goes back in there but man, it feels so good to have it cleaned out & organized. when ryan got his boat, we had to make room for it & now we have room for the boat & still have room to pull one of the cars in if it storms. plus i know where everything is & i’m not AS terrified to retrieve a rake now. we pulled everything that was too big or too much of a pain to load up & donate (i.e. a washer/dryer, bikes, furniture, etc.) out to the curb & someone took everything within 30 minutes. you’re welcome neighbor.

that project then spiraled to trying to get as much as we could out to curb by wednesday so yard work was next in our sights. it’s not like we won’t have the opportunity again next month but we know ourselves well enough to know that we need to strike while the iron is hot. & right now, it’s hot. we’ve bagged so many goddamn leaves & i’m pretty sure that will never end, but progress is progress & every single bag makes me feel better & better. so for the last two nights we’ve come home from work, grabbed a quick bite & then headed outside to work on the yard until the sun goes down. what feels like a thousand bags later, we only have the front mostly done but damn, it feels good.

 

once the sun sets, i’ve been heading inside to finish up my closet. i’m not going to lie, i’ve been using our bar as my closet for weeks now. i’ve had to apologize to 1 too many guests for why all of my clothes are in the kitchen & it had been long enough that i actually got used to getting dressed for work in the living room. it’s fine guys. it’s the new thing. the reality is that i removed all my clothes, did a lot of prep work on the molding, primed it & then let it sit for a while because i was completely unmotivated.

but then i cleaned up the doorknob & felt an urgency to get the door hung so i could admire them all the time which meant i really just needed to finish the whole closet. my light has been broken for….. years? the lightbulb doesn’t stay in place & i get really sick of grabbing a step-ladder every day to screw it back in so i’ve just gotten used to it being dark. i’m not sure if it’s just because i’m not used to having a light on or if it’s the once yellow, now white walls but it’s so bright. & beautiful. & organized. & very very monochrome. & once again, i hate myself for taking so long on such a simple project.

i know i never did an “after” of the bedroom. it’s because i was waiting on the doors to be done. well, i just now hung those doors & one of them doesn’t close so i have some adjusting to do. also, now i think i should finish the windows before i really show you what it looks like because with everything else done, the window frames stick out like a sore thumb. it’s never-ending.

please send wine.

 

 

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