April is gonna be pretty busy:
*Brandon will be in London for another week (he leaves this weekend).
*#1's 8th birthday!
*A little weekend jaunt to San Francisco --Brandon starts school on the 26th and "partners" are invited for an orientation (just for us, whoo-hoo!) on that day, so I'm going with him for a few days.
*Getting ready for #1's Baptism which will be the first weekend in May.
And yet, I don't feel stressed about it. In fact, I'm more stressed about the fact my printer isn't connected to my laptop upstairs. Curses! I may actually have to walk down to the office and...gasp! see what's wrong. Who has time for that?
Actually, I do. Which is good. All day Saturday --the last one --Brandon and I cleaned out, unpacked, organized, purged, and set-to-order the office! Hooray! At last! I've been taking my sweet time over the last year to do so, because I really had no reason to. And Brandon didn't have a reason to help me. However, he realized he needs somewhere to study that is away from the noisy family --and his motivation to clean out the office was born! Frankly, I'm glad. Because there's no way I could have done it without him (the pack rat had to purge and recycle half the stuff because I had no IDEA what most of it was for) and I was so proud of him! He purged like a pro.
You know --like me.
So, that's another check off the list. Let's see...the game closet is done, the bathroom is finished, the playroom is purged, the backyard is cleaned up, and now the office...That just leaves:
*The other bathroom
*The Master bedroom
*The kids' rooms (clothes, etc.)
*The laundry room
*The guest room
*The food-storage-under-the-stairs-isn't-this-where-we-just-throw-everything? room
I want it done before the baby is born which will be...holy crap, in 4 months! I better get crackin' before my body gets too big/tired/cow-like.
What is the point of all this? I don't know. My last post was just so...thought-provoking (no, not the American Idol one, come on!), I think I was ready for random thought-spewing. So...ummm...give me your thoughts on...purging.
Where do you fall in the purging spectrum? Are you a hoarder of things, or a purger of things? Do you want to change either way? How do you make it work (either hoarding or purging)? And what of organization? Do you feel happier when organized, or crazier?