KonMari 2018 - The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up

Karmacat

Unshopping! Yay! Thats a good word. I'm decluttering weeds at the moment, thats all. Went to a county show yesterday, and the only things I bought were some cheese, some gardening gloves, and some very cheap, high quality birthday cards, so all good there.

Decluttering wise, though, I saw some fascinators made locally from pheasant feathers, which is quite unusual, and they looked great. But it made me think of my own fascinator, with a nylon frill around a home made red felt rose, which I bought for a wedding in 2010 (and they were divorced two years later, hmmm). I've just had a look inside the box (front and centre on my dressing table, next to my jewellery box) and it's fallen apart. !!! So the component parts go in the craft box, which has room and I can use them for my own projects, when I get my house back after my kitchen renovation.

tibawo

Stand still again. I really need to get on top on real life. Then I can have some me time. Really need to get myself organised. I seem to do a blitz, then stop and house goes to pot.


I have 3 bags of ebay stuff but can't motivate myself to get it on!

Slinky

Been doing loads of admin to close my business down, which isn't easy with my dodgy arm. Bruising is coming out now, getting fed up of not being able to sleep well. Taking fewer painkillers, but I've still got a long way to go. Don't know how I'd cope on my own, OH is helping with showering and dressing and doing all the cooking, washing and ironing. At least he is getting the chance to see all I do...

Siebrie

Good luck with coping with your arm, and wrapping up the business, Slinky. I'm glad you have your husband who is atepping in where needed.

Today I am tackling dds's play table and cubicles (1kea 4x4 with table attached). All puzzles, games, and crafts I have not seen them use in some time are getting wrapped up and will be sent to relatives in Africa. Husband and his sister will go there in August, and I will ask the sister to play the games with the nieces and nephews, because I don't think my husband knows the rules, and sister has been a childminder and has grown daughters of her own, and even three granddaughters she regularly babysits.

So far: 1 puzzle in paper recycling (broken pieces), 3 puzzles to attic, 2 stamp sets and 1 memory game to attic.

Will now first put up mouse traps in attic, because I think I heard one again......

Karmacat

A nice thing happened yesterday during my kitchen renovation: a woman knocked at the door, asking if she could take the old kitchen sink sitting on top of the hippo bag. A scrap merchant had asked for it, but I didn't know what the deal was with my builder, so I'd said no, he couldn't have it. But when this woman knocked, a plasterer was here, so I asked him what the deal was about what's in the bag. He said I can do what I want with it until the point when the waste disposal people load it on their lorry.

So now, this lady has an old kitchen sink to make a mud play area in her garden for her little grandson, and I have half a dozen sheets of cardboard packaging to protect the bits of the garden I've half dug over (as per what GQ has said about gardening, I'm waiting for leftover bits of root to shown themselves so I can whack them ).

luxor4t

luxor4t wrote: »

My embroidery scissors have disappeared and although I am glad of the chance to re-visit and re-kondo, I have exhausted all the likely locations, the possible locations and am now onto the unlikely or even impossible ..... which is why DH looked startled as I checked the shower rack this morning. C-space is definitely a thing!

Still cannot find them, and I'm starting to think I may have to ....buy another pair as they are designed to do the job which other scissor shapes aren't.

GreyQueen

luxor4t wrote: »

Still cannot find them, and I'm starting to think I may have to ....buy another pair as they are designed to do the job which other scissor shapes aren't.

If you can hand;e the odd profanity, you might want to google George Carlin's standup routine on lost stuff. Co-oncidentally I came across it yesterday and laughed so hard I nearly fell off my chair.


In early December last year, a small pair of orange-handled scissors, the ones I used for everything which wasn't thread or cloth or kitchen, disappeared. I've hunted high and low in what, by anybody's standards, is a very small flat. Cannot find 'em. Have replaced with a pair from the chazzer for 20p but am still puzzled as to their whereabouts.


I once lost one of my two Philps cross-headed screwdrivers in the previous flat. Hunted high and low. Nowhere. Thought that they must turn up when I moved and emptied that flat - nope. Months later I was at the parental homestead, opened a box of Philips screwdrivers with the blue handle stripes and found mine (red striped handle kind) nestled in there. I'd had some help with a job at the flat from the 'rents, they'd brought some tools, we'd used some of mine also, they'd got co-mingled.


Crazy thing is, I'd said on no end of occasions I just cannot find that Philips screwdriver and neither of us had considered the possibilityh that it had gone home with them!


Took another ragbag out yesterday, that's two in a week, and may have purchased a blanket, a book and some tent pegs and a mallet. All of which is actually for a camping trip in a few weeks, even the book is holiday reading.

Karmacat

The last kondoing story about the new kitchen. I'd gone up the road to clear my head, when I came back, a neighbour was chatting to two guys who were clearing stuff from "my" hippo bags. They took the old oven, the old hob, another old oven that the builder brought round, and the central light fitting. I thought they were from my builder, and I wanted a word with my neighbour, so I stopped, smiled, chatted, waited.

Later on, my builder came round, and said no, they were "gypsies" (scrap metal guys, yes, no idea about the "gypsies" thing, sounds like so-called casual racism to me, though I confess I couldn't understand a word they said). I don't feel good about the stuff being basically stolen from my property - it belonged to me or my builder, not to them. And I can't believe the waste disposal firm would have scrapped the metal rather than recycling it.

The old oven was huge, underneath a 5 burner hob, and before my builders arrived, I took out the shelves and the supports that slotted into the oven's sides - I've stashed them away, I can see them being pot plant supports, or greenhouse shelving this time next year. There were also two massive oven trays, very shallow - I put those by as well, for something gardening related. Either a plant saucer for several pots, or a bird bath, or a microgreens forest.

greenbee

Don't worry about the stuff being taken Karma - it means there is more room in the hippobag for your stuff. Most people are happy if things are taken from their skips - it's other people putting stuff in there before you've got all your own in there that's usually the problem!

Take the opportunity to chuck as much as you can into the space they've freed up!

Karmacat

All true! I might have a look round the garden and see if there's anything else that would be better finding a new home ... the woman who took the sink asked permission, though, as did the first scrap dealer. If the builder had had a different arrangement with the waste disposal guys, he might have had a problem with *me* - I saw them, and stood by, after all.