The Bride learns patience in housekeeping.
I snuck into the florist's downtown shop yesterday at lunch. I totally surprised her! Yay! AND I got to actually speak to her instead of her assistant, so that was a bonus.
She promised me an estimate today in my email. The clock is ticking at 8:40 a.m. CT. Let's see if she follows through.
This weekend I am happily sending the fiance away to the lake to help his dad with the boat and waverunner maintenance. I will have his entire home to myself and hope to get everything ready for a massive neighborhood garage sale next Saturday. My fiance and I do not live together yet, and I have a couple more months on an unbreakable lease. This actually works out better because his house is very much the bachelor pad. (We don't have a lot of kitchen supplies and I am constantly running out of toilet paper over there!) It gives me lots of time to clean and reorganize to my taste. We are lucky it is such a nice new home, and really only needs a good dusting and vacuum now and again to perk it up. The garage sale is going to hopefully get rid of some nasty furniture he inherited from his grandma and lots of old old 90's polo shirts.
(Interested in having a garage sale? Try this link: Garage Sale 101
I tried for a half hour to talk him into getting rid of some of his t-shirts. What is it with men and t-shirts?! He has like 90+ shirts, and if they are ratty or holey under the armpits, I'm like "Can we please use this as a dust rag?" I get that hurt look, "OH NO - THAT'S THE blah blah SHIRT FROM blah blah. It's my FAVORITE SHIRT." He has 90 favorite shirts. Funny, I only see him wear about 10 of them. I can handle 10 favorite shirts, (hey I am a woman - I have clothes too!) but when we go into pack rat mode, it gets a little silly. "No you can't get rid of that shirt, I wore that to the playoff game." I point to the holes in the armpits, "Apparently you've worn it to a lot of other places honey, can we please put it out of it's misery?" Then I get the, "Well, maybe we can make a pillow or a wall hanging out of it."
Oh my GOD! LET IT GO MAN. IT'S A FREAKING SHIRT!?
You don't see me hanging my favorite jockey bikini briefs on the wall the day I finally blow out the elastic.
They were good clothes. They served an honorable duty to the person who wore them. Let us remember our fallen clothing, and continue to honor them by recycling them as dust and car cleaning rags. Once they are nasty - toss em.
That's another thing that cracks some people up, I imagine. The saving of rags for garage use. I don't know about you, but when I was little, it was a federal offense to use papertowels for such things. Papertowels were for the kitchen. Newspaper was for cleaning windows and glass. And socks - well they never died. My grandma grew up during the depression. She could darn socks like nobodies business. We'd have socks for running around barefoot at her house - you know, so you didn't ruin socks on the hardwood floors. It was a little insane, but she loved to do it.. God love her.
An interesting topic... the recycling of clothing for other household uses. I would love to hear your ideas and thoughts on what to do with those nappy old clothes. I also found this interesting link on how to make your own cleaning supplies. Yea, I'm not really that ambitious, but if your fiance forgets to pick up something you need from the store, here's how you can make due with what you already have. Make Your Own Cleaners!
She promised me an estimate today in my email. The clock is ticking at 8:40 a.m. CT. Let's see if she follows through.
This weekend I am happily sending the fiance away to the lake to help his dad with the boat and waverunner maintenance. I will have his entire home to myself and hope to get everything ready for a massive neighborhood garage sale next Saturday. My fiance and I do not live together yet, and I have a couple more months on an unbreakable lease. This actually works out better because his house is very much the bachelor pad. (We don't have a lot of kitchen supplies and I am constantly running out of toilet paper over there!) It gives me lots of time to clean and reorganize to my taste. We are lucky it is such a nice new home, and really only needs a good dusting and vacuum now and again to perk it up. The garage sale is going to hopefully get rid of some nasty furniture he inherited from his grandma and lots of old old 90's polo shirts.
(Interested in having a garage sale? Try this link: Garage Sale 101
I tried for a half hour to talk him into getting rid of some of his t-shirts. What is it with men and t-shirts?! He has like 90+ shirts, and if they are ratty or holey under the armpits, I'm like "Can we please use this as a dust rag?" I get that hurt look, "OH NO - THAT'S THE blah blah SHIRT FROM blah blah. It's my FAVORITE SHIRT." He has 90 favorite shirts. Funny, I only see him wear about 10 of them. I can handle 10 favorite shirts, (hey I am a woman - I have clothes too!) but when we go into pack rat mode, it gets a little silly. "No you can't get rid of that shirt, I wore that to the playoff game." I point to the holes in the armpits, "Apparently you've worn it to a lot of other places honey, can we please put it out of it's misery?" Then I get the, "Well, maybe we can make a pillow or a wall hanging out of it."
Oh my GOD! LET IT GO MAN. IT'S A FREAKING SHIRT!?
You don't see me hanging my favorite jockey bikini briefs on the wall the day I finally blow out the elastic.
They were good clothes. They served an honorable duty to the person who wore them. Let us remember our fallen clothing, and continue to honor them by recycling them as dust and car cleaning rags. Once they are nasty - toss em.
That's another thing that cracks some people up, I imagine. The saving of rags for garage use. I don't know about you, but when I was little, it was a federal offense to use papertowels for such things. Papertowels were for the kitchen. Newspaper was for cleaning windows and glass. And socks - well they never died. My grandma grew up during the depression. She could darn socks like nobodies business. We'd have socks for running around barefoot at her house - you know, so you didn't ruin socks on the hardwood floors. It was a little insane, but she loved to do it.. God love her.
An interesting topic... the recycling of clothing for other household uses. I would love to hear your ideas and thoughts on what to do with those nappy old clothes. I also found this interesting link on how to make your own cleaning supplies. Yea, I'm not really that ambitious, but if your fiance forgets to pick up something you need from the store, here's how you can make due with what you already have. Make Your Own Cleaners!
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