Monday, January 5, 2015

the ball was dropped

I don't mean the one in Time Square. I mean all the things in my life just mysteriously got shoved aside once December hit. The first week and a half or so was spent passing around this annoying cold that left the kiddos all cruddy. Then, around the 15th I'd say I was looking at the calendar and had this "Crap! Christmas is in ten days!" moment, and then suddenly I had all these things I needed to do, traditions to cross off the list, etc. and etc. THEN, the day after Christmas I came out of whatever holiday stupor of madness I'd been living under to suddenly notice all the excess stuff I have cluttering my house. I've been in a strong de-junk mode every since. I've gone through every drawer in the house, my closet, my desk, my inbox, my photos, and still on the list: hall & bedroom closets, and the toys. The toys. They are out of control. Grandmas and Grandpas and Aunts and Uncles completely spoil my children at Christmas. Pirate made out like a pirate. Truly. On Sunday we sang, "Because I have been given much, I too must give." and I am taking that to heart! I have three full bags ready to be donated and I am anticipating at least that many more before weeks end.

And that's all.

1 comment:

Laurie said...

Except for the de-junk mode, I've had the same last month! Basically, it was flip-flopped. Donated a few things, Christmas madness, and now sickness. :)

I really need the de-junk mode to come my way!