Clutter, clutter, clutter. Trying to de-clutter our house, trying to get rid of the 'stuff', trying to find that balance of what is needed to function daily in a house with 2 adults and 6 kids. One word for me: OVERWHELMING. I, unfortunately, did not inherit my mother's organization gene. Or maybe I only inherited half of it. My biggest deal is figuring out where to start. I seriously can see the clutter, but I can walk in a room, look at the clutter and my mind seriously shuts off.
There is a TON of information out there right now about getting organized, de-cluttering, etc. Where do you start? Well, besides the obvious of starting small, not trying to take on too much at once, making lists, etc, it started for me at church. I know, sounds weird, it didn't even start in my own house where all the chaos exists.
A couple of weeks ago our pastor was talking about greed. Now, I don't view myself as a greedy person. But the main theme our pastor keep talking about was that it was NOT about finances, but about what was in your heart. Huh? Yep. He said this AT LEAST 10 times! Well, my heart seemed fine to me. But again, I was hit in the face with a huge reminder, that the 'stuff' that is lying around our house is just that, 'stuff'. And my heart was coveting this stuff for some reason. I walked out of church and said to Brian right when we got in the truck that our pastor was right and we needed to get rid of the 'stuff'. He chuckled. But I knew I needed to make a change. And that change involved my heart (and my head) thinking I needed this stuff. But I learned several years ago that stuff doesn't make me happy. My family makes me happy. Watching my kids grow and learn makes me happy. Having a husband that loves me and who is a great father to our kids makes me happy. Not stuff.
Brian and I have had a huge struggle over the years of how to manage the 'stuff' in our lives. I am guilty of not wanting to get rid of anything (not on a Hoarder's level, but still way too many things) and I have never understood his need to not need anything. We also tend to differ greatly on how to 'store' the things we do have. I think we should have nice containers that are labeled to house all of the 'stuff'. He thinks if we have to buy a new container we have too much 'stuff' and we need to get rid of said 'stuff' so then the need to get new containers is non-existent.
I have this picture in my head of what I would like my house to look like. Nice matching furniture, cool shelving units with all items nicely labeled, neatly folded clothes in all of our dressers and closets. Someone just slap me now! This is not going to happen in my earthly lifetime. I have 6 kids (current age range 9 months to 17 years). There is no point to having really nice things right now because I would spend all of my time nagging the kids to 'stay off' and 'don't touch' in an attempt to keep that stuff nice. And, honestly, I don't have the energy or desire to fold every piece of laundry that I wash everyday. I am fine with it sitting in laundry baskets. Underwear doesn't need to be folded (yes, mom I truly believe this). And obviously, we cannot take any 'stuff' to heaven with us, so what is my deal?
So Brian and I walked through our house and wrote down 35 areas in our house that we need to clean out, declutter, re-organize, etc. Some really small rooms have several areas that we have to conquer. Our laundry room (the smallest room in our house) has 3 areas! We had some great conversations about things we maybe wanted to do in some of the areas. This is a great start for us. To even have these conversations without me having a breakdown that he was trying to take something away from me is a huge step.
Some of the areas we can do together and some we have to tackle on our own. First area for me was my closet. I have been playing the 'when I lose this baby weight I might want to wear that again' game for about 17 years now. Anyone else play that game? I have never won. :( But I went through my closet one night last week and I have 6 big garbage bags full of clothes that I am getting rid of. Three of the bags were maternity clothes! I have struggled with the mere thought of getting rid of my maternity clothes for quite some time. My mind was racing with questions like 'Does this mean I cannot have more kids?', 'Do I want to have anymore babies?', etc. I finally landed on this.....getting rid of those clothes means nothing more than this: I am getting rid of those clothes. Just like I am getting rid of the other 3 bags of non-maternity clothes. After all, if God decides that our family will be blessed with anymore children, then I can get more maternity clothes. (I am a great thrift shopper!) (Side note: someone please pick my mother up off the floor. Even talk of a slight chance of a possible maybe of having more kids causes her heart to palpate just a bit. Relax, mom. :)
I now have some ginormous storage space in my closet. And I am okay with that. It is not space that I feel that I have to have 'stuff' in. I am leaving it empty for now. Maybe some other great idea will hit me when we clean out other areas of this space being useful in some other way. Maybe it just needs to stay empty to remind me that clear space serves it's own purpose.
I am truly hoping that our 'de-stuffing' project will really allow us to focus more. Okay, maybe I just need to focus more. It's odd how cleaning out a closet is a satisfying task. But it is about my heart. And it's not about wanting to get more stuff. It's about simplifying. The less stuff we have the easier our lives really will be....less pick-up time daily, less cleaning. More time to spend together as a family (although family cleaning can be fun!)
Any ideas for organization would be truly appreciated. I have a Pinterest account now and have some ideas out there. I would love to hear from others that have struggled with this same issue. And I am selling some of this 'stuff'. Anyone that needs maternity clothes, I have just about everything. :)
Thank you, Doug (our pastor), for giving the message you did a few weeks ago. My husband will be forever grateful. :)
(my bags of stuff from my closet)
Nice title, huh? That was the question that Carly asked me in the van today on the way to a play date at the park. The story behind it is that Ella has been sick for about a week (yes, with vomiting). Carly was very appalled by her sickness and would yell "I'm not looking!" every time Ella would have to throw up. Can't say that I blamed her! So her inquisitive 5 year old mind was just wondering today how exactly barf is made. Try and explain that one!
The summer is quickly coming to an end. :( I am slowly coming out of the haze of having a newborn in the house again. Little Nora is doing great. She is up to about 10 pounds and is sleeping through the night. Now momma needs to get back on a regular sleeping schedule too!
The big kids start back to public school next week. Bryn will be a senior (insert a heavy momma sigh here). She gets her senior pics taken in October. She has already applied and been accepted to Iowa State, so we will have a Cyclone in the house next year! Ethan will be in 8th grade. He will continue to take a couple of classes at Holmes Hr High and then will be homeschooled for the rest of his classes. Brian will be teaching Ethan his Biology class this year. Ella will be in 3rd grade. She has become an avid reader. I hope I can keep finding books for her. Carly is VERY excited to be starting Kindergarten this year. She is starting to read and she cannot wait to be able to read books in bed at night before she goes to sleep (like her big sister)! Ella and Carly will be learning about American History and doing Astronomy together for their science classes.
Carly is going to be taking ballet, tap and jazz dance lessons this year. Ella is contiunuing with her guitar and drum lessons. The girls will also be taking a music class together at UNI where they play instruments, sing, and dance. Ethan was in a summer theatrical production at UNI (Aladdin) and will be trying out for some other plays at the Black Hawk Children's Theatre this Fall. He will also continue in playing his guitar in the CHAOS band (our church Wednesday night high-energy youth group gathering).
Graysen's favorite pastimes these days are looking at picture books (he loves Elmo and Mater from Cars), going to the swimming pool and building towers with blocks and then promptly knocking them down. He loves his new little sister who he calls 'Dewa'. He thinks her name is Dora and he can't quite get the 'r' sound out. So her nickname is now 'Dewa'.
She be a fun and crazy year for us!
Well (insert sigh)....we made it through another 10-day sprint as we call it here in Sankeyville. We have 3 birthdays and Christmas in a 10-day span (Dec 15-25th).
We had lots of good food (i.e. expanding waistlines), made lots of goodies (i.e. expanding waistlines), ate lots of birthday cake (note 3 birthdays above which equals expanding waistlines) and had visits from lots of friends and family (i.e.laughter therapy that hopefully helped reduce above mentioned expanding waistlines).
Brian turned 41. Not a big celebratory number as far as birthdays go. But the very important thing about 41 is that when he started his nine year plan to become a physician it was always, "I will be 41 when I am finally in practice." Well, 41 has finally arrived. (insert big happy face here!)
Graysen turned 2 on December 23rd. He is such sweet little boy. He loves yogurt and drinking from a straw. His dad and sisters introduced him to chocolate milk the other day. The next morning he was standing in the fridge (yes, in the fridge) pointing at the Hershey's syrup and yelling. I just looked at Brian and rolled my eyes. He loves cell phones, DS's and any other toys that he can get his hands on that belong to his older siblings. Ella is his second mommy and he often goes to her first when he gets hurt (insert mommy sad face here).
