Well March has definitely come in more as a lion than a lamb around here. It is cold outside and it's snowed for a couple of days again. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the nice day forecast for tomorrow holds up for my son's ski trip. I don't know, maybe I'm getting old but the thought of whipping down a mountain when it's bitter cold outside no longer appeals to me. The young, they don't seem to notice. He's not concerned about it at all.
I've been purging out clothing in the last few weeks. A couple of ladies I know are opening a gently used clothing store so I've taken that as my cue for trimming back around here. I started Laura's 52 Weeks of Organizing with great plans but with my MIL's health scare in January everything came to a grinding halt. But life is slowly returning to somewhat normal so I'm taking the bull by the horns while the urge is there and life is allowing it. I've already filled 2 bags worth of stuff and am still working on it. I can't believe I hang onto clothing that no longer fits right or looks good or that I just plain don't like. And my girl is somewhat the same way. She doesn't wear what she doesn't like but it sits in her space. That's not a good thing to pass on to your children! So I'm going to be going through her closet and dresser with her maybe this weekend. Laura has great tips on purging your closets here if the mood happens to strike you too.
After years of not having a garage sale each year, I've decided that this year I'm going to again put one together for the spring. So I've slowly been filling up boxes specifically labeled "garage sale". I'm tagging the item with a price right away before I put it in the box so the chore of pricing will already be done come garage sale time. I'm hoping that will cut the stress and overwhelming amount of work when the crunch time is on. I've already got a couple of big boxes filled. The thing with garage sales is that getting the money and getting the unwanted stuff out of the house is wonderful, but the collecting of the stuff until the manifestation of the sale is a pain! I'm already grumbling everytime I bang my toe against the boxes in the storage room and I've only got two boxes sitting on the floor!
Hopefully this urge to get back to Laura's challenge will continue and I can get back on track, albeit somewhat behind on my list. My 52 weeks will probably look a little more like 45 weeks but that's okay. Beating one's self up doesn't motivate too much now, does it? Instead I'll be my own little cheerleader.