Pass the Bon-bons, Please

July 24, 2008 @ 5:32 am | Filed under: Family

Last night was, as I mentioned, the first night of Comic Con, and Scott didn’t get home until after 10 p.m. Shakespeare Club didn’t happen yesterday because a number of the kids were out of town or had relatives visiting, but my gang and I had a busy afternoon nonetheless. Them: running through sprinklers. Me: plugging away at the decluttering project. More progress, woohoo! But I have decided that clothes storage, as in the handmedowns I’m saving for the next younguns in line, is the bane of my existence. Just so you know.

Around 7:30 in the evening I was folding a load of laundry while the younger four played a rowdy game of hide-and-seek. Curiously, most of the hiding took place in the room where I was folding laundry. Do the older girls not know that I always tip the littles off to where the big kids are hiding? Dinner was cleared away, evening chores finished, kids ready for bed, most of the dishes loaded (thanks largely to Jane), kitchen floor swept, and the ginormous pile of unfolded clothing that had been occupying the best hiding place of all, behind Wonderboy’s bedroom door, was now completely gone. Folded, sorted, put away. I was down to a few last items from the load fresh out of the dryer. Major accomplishment, especially with Rilla “hiding” under my feet.

Right about then the phone rang. Jane answered it and I heard her say: “Oh, no, Mom’s not busy at all!”

That’s right, just basking here in my life of leisure. Peel me a grape, somebody!

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  1. Jennifer says:

    I’ve always assumed this was how things went in your home.

  2. KimN says:

    I so hear you on the clothes storage woes…it’s even worse here in the northeast where we have seasons and with 6 people in an old 1000 square foot hone with minimal closets…well just say some days I would rather pull my hair out!!

  3. Activities Coordinator says:

    Wasn’t clothes storage outlawed by the Geneva Convention? No? Should be.

  4. almamater says:

    Lissa,
    I would love you to address housekeeping in regards to your children’s roles in the context of “unschooling.”

    And, oh yes, I tire of keeping all those handmedowns organized. Occasionally a bit tempting to just give them all away and hit the resale shop as necessary.

    Back to my couch and the box of bon-bons…

  5. Elizabeth H says:

    Hear, hear, to the request for more ideas about Chores Without Tears.

  6. Beck says:

    I’m having the sort of day where I’d rather be running tree saws, so this just made me laugh bitterly and a bit hysterically…..

  7. mamacrow says:

    I am so done with routing around the attic to find the right bag to put clothes in. So long as it’s clearly labled I just (GASP!) stick ‘em in a new bag.

    Mind you, I am VERY glad to have an attic. This is the first home in 5 to have any storage space whatsoever. Before it was all crammed under our bed :-o

  8. Marsha says:

    LOL I would like my grapes peeled and cored, please!

  9. Rachel29 says:

    I call my very organized (one of my quirks) basement storage room the Basement Bargain Store because it’s all hand me downs. EXCEPT, that I totally forget that the clothes are down there. Then, when I go down for something I need, I find that the kid in question has outgrown it and it ends up at Goodwill. So, it doesn’t always pay to be organized.

  10. Karla @ Ramblin' Roads says:

    Of course Mom’s not busy! Why would anyone ever think Mom might be busy! Too funny!

    I nominated you for a little blog award. Stop by and pick it up, if you’re into that kind of thing.

  11. Amy C. says:

    Right there with you on the clothes storage . . . ugh. But I can’t yet bring myself to really REALLY purge. And the nesting! This week I finally cleaned out our guest room, which had been acting as an big messy closet for . . . well, for long enough that my 2yo, when she woke from her nap and walked in, exclaimed in wonder, “Bed! We can sleep in here!” Happy decluttering to you and all the nesters out there.

  12. Amy Bailey says:

    Oh Melissa,

    I totally know what you have went through today. Clothing storage is a big issue around here. It seems I pack them all up, and am unpacking them and passing them down to the next one, before I know it. I always tend to lose some things, somehow as well. My closet is full of gigantic ziplock storage bags full of baby things, just in case… funny how it’s hard to get rid of those.

    Good luck in your cleaning venture.

    Amy

  13. Patty says:

    Apparently there is no posting allowed during ComicCon! Is it over yet? I am going to Bonny Glen withdrawal.

  14. Patty says:

    Oops, all those new posts were hiding from me, forcing me to leave a nonsensical comment.
    My apologies!

  15. Melissa Wiley says:

    Ah, Patty, you were caught by the browser curse. As soon as you left the comment, the new posts became visible to you.

    Another way around that glitch is to register on the site (see link below “Leave a Reply”). Then you’ll ALWAYS see the most recent posts. :) (And sorry about the glitch! It only seems to hit a few people.)

  16. Kay says:

    Browser has cursed me too.

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