Sunday, September 20, 2009
Suds, Sedans, Vans, and Sunday Stuff
I was hit with an epiphany today as I sifted through the same neon "Race for the Cure" bracelet, hemp necklace, Halo book, a singular pg. 141 in our math book and various lists and notes begging for iTunes downloads and trips to Borders. (They like to pass these notes to us while we're on the phone or asleep or engrossed in a critical political article online, with the heavy-duty pressure of the "yes" and "no" boxes at the bottom.)
Anyway, I decided I don't want us to own things anymore. At all, save for a few garments, lest we break a law, as well as grooming supplies, and books.
If this is too much to ask, and I'm told that it is, can everyone PLEASE stop touching/using everything I've just cleaned/organized? Granted my kids are well-trained but they still touch everything and it gets all asymmetrical and I go a little bit nuts and turn into Rainman. I cannot figure out whence these stupid trinkets come. Okay the cause bracelets are fine, as Reilly runs in support of Winter, but since when did Quinn start wearing a hemp necklace and where the hell did it come from, and how does he retrieve it everyday from behind the couch, under the bed, or wherever else I throw it? Furthermore, their iPods are the size of postage stamps and while Quinn and Reilly are really adept at tracking their shit, ahem, stuff, (ie the necklace), I worry about them because it would take 708 hours to reload a new one.
So today we need to get a grip on stuff. And by this I mean get a grip on it and throw it away.
TODAY'S CHALLENGES, FOR THOSE OF DROWNING IN A SEA OF PENCILS SHARPENED AT BOTH ENDS:
-No neglecting the basics. Someone post a success story today. And it can't be me.
-Fill one garbage bag from your general household and one from combined bedrooms, and THROW THEM AWAY. Do not pass Go, do not collect $200, throw it away or I will hunt you down and pour honey in your bed.
-Once you see clearly now the crap is gone, get a little tub of soapy water and scrub three areas, such as kitchen everything, floor(s), desk, entryway, bathroom. Suds are good.
-Finally, inspired by Dawna, get out to that car. Take a bag. Throw away coupons, fast food bags (I'm glaring at you if you really have those), Starbucks cups, French fries in the car seat, you know. The rest? Put in a caddy! Any old Rubbermaid shoe box sized clear tote will work. Mine holds a spare outfit, a can of Febreze, lotion, gum, a book, Ramen, a coat, a notebook, and two extra large beach blankets for the park. Sam, you would dig this.
Come on, we can so do this. We're talking an hour and a half tops. I have faith in you guys, show us what you've got.