When I’m not blogging I’m doing stuff, and when I’m blogging, I’m a procrastinating slob. Anyone else have this issue? I’ve had an itch to do some decluttering so I started with my basement. Dun dun dun. One thing that really helped me was this notion,
would you want to move it? Even the stuff you like? Box it up, move the box, unload it, and find a new spot for the crap?
The answer is usually no.
Back when we did the 40 Bags in 40 Days, I told you I cleaned my basement. I did. I cleaned the laundry room, and the toy room, and even my shelves of doom with crap and stuff galore. I got rid of a lot. I forgot to take a picture (no really, I did) and told you I’d post one. But I never did. I was embarrassed.
This was five months later, but still bad. That’s not clean. That’s not “decluttered.” It’s time for purge round two. I needed to get rid of more! So I made a pile
then cleaned my garage and filled it up with crap. GARAGE SALE TIME!
I feel like a weight has been lifted. I like my basement now! I actually, you know, got rid of stuff. Stuff I liked, but didn’t necessarily need. I don’t need 20 tiny bud vases from my wedding, people!
And now I feel like Ariel.
Look at this stuff. Isn’t it neat? Wouldn’t you think my collection’s complete? Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl, the girl who has everything?
Okay. I’m going to stop myself from singing about my 20 thinga-ma-bobs. Let’s just say it’s clean now.
I used the very sophisticated method of labeling with washi tape and permanent marker. Boxes are bins with missing tops and cardboard boxes I had on hand.
I also straightened up my laundry room area for ya. The table is an old drafting table with an old countertop
I labeled my glass jars with more permanent marker. Simple, clean, and easy to remove with a scrubbing pad when you need to re-label or touch up.
And I had a “duh” moment. I never fold down here, why isn’t this my crafting station? Look at this proximity:
I got rid of the clutter beast that was hiding in my basement. I busted my A doing it.
And then I fell down these stairs and busted my A for real (I’m fine now, I promise). So the next day, I busted my A again and knocked out another project that I’ve been meaning to tackle. Want a peek?
Have you caught the end of summer decluttering bug?
What are you trying to clear out? Have any tips?