KonMari 2016 - The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up

nearlyrich wrote: »

Very true that's why I have released my job early :0


My mum used to hoard Flora tubs she had 77 when I managed to wrestle some off her!

Are we related?! I've tried telling Mum that butter has now been officially rehabilitated, healthwise, and that marg is actually the food of the devil. Admittedly, I hold both these as truths but, in the back of my mind, is the thought that she couldn't hoard butter wrappers.

Although, now I come to recall my childhood, we did usually have half a dozen butter wrappers stored in the fridge for greasing down baking tins.:rotfl:

Their recycling wheelie isn't emptied until next Monday and is already half full of marg tubs and coffee cans. I also found two jam-jars which held ossified paint brushes which were glued into the tarry residue which is what's left when white spirit and paint evaporate. Luvverly. What fuel for fires this stuff would be.

We have collectively worshipped downstairs at the altar of telecoms (OK, I like Antiques Roadshow, so shoot me ) and I have come back to the web because 30 mins of telly is about as much as I can tolerate.

Some large 8-legged things have had to be kondo'd from this house. Yesterday morning, Mum passed me coming out of the bathroom as I was going in; Don't look in the tub, she muttered.

Me, looking AIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :eek::eek::eek:

Just had to get Dad to haul another giant beastie out of this room as it was right by the pooter desk. Tell ya, it'll be a relief to get back to the concrete jungle of Shoebox Towers where the only spiders in residence are those spindly pod ones. They eat other spider species.

I'm cool with that, as long as they do it discreetly and I don't have to see the monsters.:rotfl:

Have been back at the KM quarry face all day which started with bathroom cupboard. Cupboard is walk in and runs the length of the upstairs from bathroom and you pop out behind our clothes in the bedroom - old house with some weird internal configurations. Cupboard is roughly triangle shape with a large oak beam just above head height, well my head height - OH struggles to stand up in it so rarely ventures in only to retrieve towels from shelf. Anyway I have worked myself through it from both bedroom and bathroom - large bin bag full of heaven only knows ready for CS. Lots of half empty older than 12 months old sun cream emptied and bottles recycled and a bedroom floor now covered in......well......... detritus . What is really annoying I seem to do this area of the house on a regular basis and still it produces more:mad: Feeling a little weary with it all.



DD2 been busy all day too. Ventured into her room with some clean laundry and she has a list on her desk which starts 'do I feel guilty about it?' and then 'do I need it?' 'do I need two?' 'do I use it?' 'have I used it in the last 12 months?' 'would I miss it if I lost it?' 'would I buy another one today?' and finally 'do I like it?' Not sure if this is her own personal list or one she has found, but its obviously what she is working to!

Think I am tired so will leave it for now and start again tomorrow.....

She'll love it, it's a charming book and very true to the opportunism of our feline friends.

I was colonised by The Queen of Sheba, the temperature-sensitive mongrel oriental (prob part Burmese) this evening when she climbed on my lap for a snuggle.

Her sister, Wild Thing, is outside somewhere. She went outside in about March and will be due back indoors circa November. She's happy to visit with you if you go out, and appears on the doorstep several times a day for food. Not to actually set paw across the threshold, y'unnerstand, just to whinge pitifully like a starving waif who's not been fed for at least an hour.:rotfl:

The spider-talk reminds me I must refresh my supply of conkers this autumn.

One conker in every corner really does keep them away.

GreyQueen wrote: »

Life usually kicks you around a bit as you age, and it's a rare person who exits in the prime of life, firing on all cylinders. Most of us will have a decline in our faculties before the end.

Which is why, mes amies, we must all hold true to what personally brings us JOY and follow that star, whatever it is for us, and no two of us will have the same loves.

Thank you for that GQ, I've had to make a very difficult decision today and that has confirmed what I need to do. I worry too much about what others will think and will say. I had yet another birthday last week and at my age they are a memento mori. Having said that I still have one ancient ancestor alive and he got there by doing what personally brought him joy, regardless of what anyone thought.