The other day my husband threw down the preverbial gauntlet. I mean big time stuff here.
I had "started" cleaning the guest room/craft room...again. It was a health hazard. There is no way a guest could sleep in that room {or even find the bed to be perfectly honest}. Well, when I clean it isn't the "shove things out of the way and go on your merry way" kinda cleaning. NoPe. I'm way to OCD for that. When I clean it's a full on re-organization of every. single. stinkin'. item. kind of deal.
So anyway, I had started cleaning the mess. Which means I was emptying everything out of said room and placing them in massive piles {by category of course...you know, unfinished projects here...fabirc there...etc} in the dinning room when my hubby arrives home from work. The look on his face said it all. Now he had been not-so-subtling sugesting that I clean the craft room for a while so I thought he would have been pleased to see the evacuation in progess. But no...he was not. Instead he threw down the gauntlet. What unfolded next went a little something like this:
Hubs: Honey, this is ridiculous. Look at all this stuff.
me: looking at him in a "so what" kind of way.
hubs: I think you are a horder.
Oh, no he didn't....Oh YES, he did.
me: Are you freakin' kidding me?
hubs: nope. Look around. That room looked like one of the rooms from that hording t.v. show.
me: Mouth wide open, jaw on the floor looking like a deer in headlights...I could muster no response. Which if you know me is a pretty remarkable feat.
hubs: And it's not just the "craft" room, it's half the garage and basement too.
me: but, but, but...
hubs: You have to stop buying stuff just because "it's a good deal" or "it's so cool" and you think you could make something with it.
me: but, but, but...
hubs: I think you need to take like a 6 month break from buying things that don't have an immediate purpose. If your not buying it to finish off an existing project or order then don't buy it.
Yep...THAT was the gauntlet.
You know what really gets me? He's right. Man, you don't know how it pains me to say that...I mean really PAINS me! It's yard sale season...St. Louis just got a Goodwill Outlet for goodness sakes. Grrrr.
So, I'm starting a marathon of project finishing. I'm going to work my way through the pile. Start using what I bought and get those "some day" projects done.
Wish me luck.
First on the list: Grain sack pillows. I'll post pictures when they are done.
I had "started" cleaning the guest room/craft room...again. It was a health hazard. There is no way a guest could sleep in that room {or even find the bed to be perfectly honest}. Well, when I clean it isn't the "shove things out of the way and go on your merry way" kinda cleaning. NoPe. I'm way to OCD for that. When I clean it's a full on re-organization of every. single. stinkin'. item. kind of deal.
So anyway, I had started cleaning the mess. Which means I was emptying everything out of said room and placing them in massive piles {by category of course...you know, unfinished projects here...fabirc there...etc} in the dinning room when my hubby arrives home from work. The look on his face said it all. Now he had been not-so-subtling sugesting that I clean the craft room for a while so I thought he would have been pleased to see the evacuation in progess. But no...he was not. Instead he threw down the gauntlet. What unfolded next went a little something like this:
Hubs: Honey, this is ridiculous. Look at all this stuff.
me: looking at him in a "so what" kind of way.
hubs: I think you are a horder.
Oh, no he didn't....Oh YES, he did.
me: Are you freakin' kidding me?
hubs: nope. Look around. That room looked like one of the rooms from that hording t.v. show.
me: Mouth wide open, jaw on the floor looking like a deer in headlights...I could muster no response. Which if you know me is a pretty remarkable feat.
hubs: And it's not just the "craft" room, it's half the garage and basement too.
me: but, but, but...
hubs: You have to stop buying stuff just because "it's a good deal" or "it's so cool" and you think you could make something with it.
me: but, but, but...
hubs: I think you need to take like a 6 month break from buying things that don't have an immediate purpose. If your not buying it to finish off an existing project or order then don't buy it.
Yep...THAT was the gauntlet.
You know what really gets me? He's right. Man, you don't know how it pains me to say that...I mean really PAINS me! It's yard sale season...St. Louis just got a Goodwill Outlet for goodness sakes. Grrrr.
So, I'm starting a marathon of project finishing. I'm going to work my way through the pile. Start using what I bought and get those "some day" projects done.
Wish me luck.
First on the list: Grain sack pillows. I'll post pictures when they are done.
