Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Decisions overwhelm me. Ones that others find easy to make. For example, I'm trying to go through and reorganize our toy closet. First I had to go through the toys that were left in front of the door. These are the Christmas toys that never found their right baskets and were stashed in the way of getting to the very place they belonged. This posed a special problem since I couldn't just simply pick them up and put them away one by one bc they all had to be moved before I could get to where they were meant to be. So before I could even get started I already didn't know how to begin and just wanted to sit down and cry! (doesn't help that I am missing the 13 yr old so much while he is at camp this week!) Also I feel pressed for time bc I am trying to get something accomplished while the littles are at VBS and I know once they get home the accomplishing will be significantly harder if not next to impossible! So I call in a reinforcement for moral support, she is so good at that! and we begin, sord of. So I pick up a toy, what do we do with one? donate, trash? but he was so happy when he got it, yes, its really just a cheap piece of trash, but he loved it, oh look its missing an arm, we really really don't need to keep a broken arm toy no matter now loved it supposedly is, right and oh yea, he hasn't looked for it or mentioned it in months, finally trash is decided! You know, we really must move faster than this! Finally before I go pick up the littles, the toys are cleared from the doorway. There's a bag for trash and one for donate and little piles of soldiers, legos, squinkies, imaginext, etc waiting for their forever homes. Lunch and movie break and then all I want is a nap, the bed sounds so nice and I could just sleep and sleep and sleep but I must not, no, no, but I want to, NO! back to that closet in the library. and now it's time to open that door, the horror!! Once again I just want to cry and scream! bc this closet that has been organized more than once, that has a lock at the top so the littles can't get in and wreck everything, yes, they need permission to get anything out, this closet has toys not in their proper places, toys that someone (possibly one of the olders that can reach the lock but was too lazy or focused on a different task) just threw in the closet and didn't bother to put in their proper container. Now I am overwhelmed and MAD! but alas I know neither of those feelings will really help so I try to trudge on. So I pull out overflowing containers and start purging! I would love to say the closet is done but it is not. We have gotten rid of a lot! Switched some groups to more appropriate sized containers (like the legos are now in one place and not two!). Decided not to keep two toy house things bc they like the bigger dollhouse to play superheroes in, no need to keep them all. Speaking of those wonderful superheroes, I still need to go through those and put them in a better container and go through our wooden blocks and the instruments but I can take a little solace in the knowledge that I do not need to go through the Geo Trax, all those are keep! We've been collecting those for over ten years! Every child has played with them, they are great and well made and they last! Those are definitely a save for the grands toy! For now the library door is closed, the littles are in bed which means the house is QUIET! and maybe I can get some crocheting in.