I am so happy. Who knew cleaning out our laundry room would bring such joy?
Mr. Rosey jumped right in and sorted through the Girlies’ shoe baskets. It had been waaaaay too long since I sorted and weeded through their shoes. We had a humongous bag of shoes that went to charity. There will be some more happy little girl feet in the world. How great is that?
I attacked the pile of who knows what on the laundry room counter. I was shocked at what had been sitting there since forever. A ton went into the garbage and some things were donated. So happy that the machines and counter tops are clear. I can’t even tell you. Can you give a loud alleluia? Alleluia!!
Next I tackled the winter hat, gloves, mittens, and scarves bin. Let’s just say… there are more happy (and warm) little girl hands, heads and necks in the world. Woohoo!
Lastly, I opened the cabinet doors and pantry and purged, sorted, wondered, straightened, questioned, organized, closed the cabinet doors and pantry and smiled. Not a little Mona Lisa smile. A big ol’ show-all-those-teeth-my-cheeks-hurt smile. DONE!
Each time I walk in the laundry room, which is about 500 times a day, I’m happy. Happy happy happy. Counters cleared – check. Bins sorted – check. Wrapping paper in one spot – check. Aprons hung – check. Cabinets and pantry organized – check.
Now that all the gunk is gone, I can start to think about how to make it pretty. You know. If I’m in and out of that room 500 times a day, don’t you think it should be pretty? The 1980’s fluorescent light (that makes all the pictures yellowish -sorry) – gotta go. The ugly beige, yellow, always looks dirty linoleum – gotta go.
I knew you’d agree with me. Pretty it will be. Stay tuned for pretty.
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