That's sort of how I've been feeling of late - a big ball of twine. A ball of twine which has a giant cat batting me around, in fact.
The balled up feeling is my emotions which can, you know, get the better of me at times. Although you'd never know it from the outside (unless you live with me of course). The good news is that I was home today and got to catch up on some much needed paper sorting/pocketbook cleaning (where does it all come from, I ask!) and generally trying to get my house in order. Considering the cleaning woman was here yesterday, shouldn't be too hard, right?
Ah, the cleaning woman, yes. The one who left a note addressed to my husband (as he basically works from home and is there to let her in) "Scissors, la puerta es mal." Well yes, if you consider coming unhinged mal, then yes indeed it was. She of the slippery fingers cleaning school. Not slippery as in stealing - G-d forbid, but breaking which may or may not be worse. But really, if I don't have (and have often been without) a cleaning person, life gets really out of whack! As although Scissors works from home and handles cooking - cleaning is an elusive sort of category to him. He's not a slob, but then again, he's not exactly neat.
The truth is that I am a bit of a dichotomy. I am a neat person and like everything to be in place and my home to be comfortable, yet I'm disorganized and still working on the perfect filing system and thus spend time that I could be...well, blogging, looking for a certain paper. It's maddening to say the least. The truth is that I hired a professional organizer several years back who started me off. She was also a decorator and so we got into painting and decorating and well, I did get rid of a lot. But once I'm off the beaten path, it's hard getting back on. And we never got back to my filing system! Damn her (or really me for never picking back up where we left off).
All this is to say, time to get away for the weekend and just unwind (that ball of twine again).
Hope you all have a good weekend and the sun shines upon you wherever you are.
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Have a good weekend, G. Snuppy was telling me something about a ball of twine today too, but I wasn't really paying attention. I think you're supposed to pull on it or something.
Hope that you're having a wonderful weekend
I invented a new filing system. It's called everything that is truly needed can be put in a metal lock box, and two plastic files.
Everything else can be found online or replaced
And the remainder can be thrown out or put on a fabric board
I truly hope this works :)
My cleaning woman has the same type of slippery fingers. All my friends use her. We love her beyond reason because she is so caring, and has great org skills which is why I use her, but we sit and bitch. If she only told us she broke something, we wouldn't go crazy looking for it
Have a productive and/or relaxing weekend.
Following the ball of string analogy, I believe I have allowed myself to become unraveled over the years. Especially when it comes to house cleaning.
it gets unraveled. unraveled, Diesel... UNRAVELED! ; )
oops. heh heh. guess that's just my way of saying "I understand". hope you have a perfectly lovely weekend, dearest NBFF, and are able to roll back home without too much, um, confusion by Sunday.
a "Professional Organizer", says you? WOWIE, says I. (as for "slippery fingers"? sigh. the stories i could tell about Not-Hazel...) : ) xox
Have a relaxing weekend! I hate being disorganized. Piles of papers and stuff that needs doing makes me feel nervous. I got a touch of the OCD ;)
Actually, I was thinking I should have said unwound. But I feel more unraveled.
Hope that ball of twine is wound up tightly again.
Do I know how it feels to have disorder in the house. I need a gavel to pound on the table. "Order, order!" If only it were that simple.
Summertime means kids coming and going at all times. Schooltime means papers to sign from teachers, homework litter...is there an end to this?
I am the cleaning woman. Lucky you.
Hope the weekend worked out for the best, G. If I were you, I'd just throw the ball of twine away and be done with it.
I know the feeling...we all have too much stuff. I keep trying to purge, however, as things go out other items come in...a viscious circle.
You would be the perfect companion in a labyrinth.
we all have our demons, dear. come, lay down and have a cup of tea. then you can go running back. :)
thank you for the link! :)
Pretend like you are going to move and then you will be able to get rid of all kinds of stuff because you don't want to pack and carry it.
Diesel, haha, somehow I think there's more to the story, but I'll try that and thanks.
Pia, it was a wonderful weekend indeed.
I think your filing system sounds about right. Now I'm just working on the time to gather, sort and file.
Haha, yes the age old story of the cleaning woman - could you just mention that something got broken? In this case she did - but a door?
Weirsdo, it was quite relaxing (of course when I wasn't trying to stop Julian from tipping the kyak).
I'll have to take a page from your book in terms of unraveling.
Neva, ha - see I knew more would be revealed!
It was indeed and for now the confusion is at bay.
Don't be too wowed - as you can see, I never quite got a system going. heh. That will be the next wave of organzing shows - what happened after and what worked and what didn't. Hmmmm....
Ah yes, not Hazel - I'm sure you have more than a few yourself. xox
Claire, thanks. Yes it makes ME nervous too. So I put them very neatly together and then they multiply very neatly and oy vay! I'm working on it as I have a touch of OCD myself so this is just counter my nature.
Weirsdo, actually unraveled sounded more loose. Relaxed.
Shari, Ooh I understand that paperwork shuffle. I mean why does the school need to send a notice about a damn notice?!
Working full time, I would go mad if I didn't have someone taking care of the basics once a week for me. Actually I *have* gone mad during such times. But you're right, I am lucky in that regard. It's not easy without a helping hand., so I salute you my friend.
Actonbell, thank goodness for Ekim ay? T'ain't easy. And thanks, it was a wonderful weekend.
Pavel, it was indeed quite wonderful. The ball of twine? I just putted it right out of the kyak into the middle of the lake! Good advice.
mo'a, so true - out with the old, in with the new. Some day one day, hmmm?
Doug, why thank you! I knew this cloud had a silver lining somewhere. Leave it to a curmudgeon to find.
Ariel, don't I feel much better now my friend. Thank you.
Oh and of course on the link! Now I know exactly where to go dream with one click.
Goldennib, see you are the perfect advisor! That is how my brain works - break it down into segments, a scenario if you will.
1) Pretend you are moving...
Perfect. and thanks.
My favorite twine comment, and most frequently used is,
"How long is a piece of twine?"
You can also substitute string.
Goes like this,
"Mom, when I put that thing in that other thing, and then I attach the thing, why doesn't it work?"
"Well, how long is a piece of twine?"
"Fine, I'll bring it here so you can see what I'm talking about."
:p
I love the idea of being organized, the reality of it doesn't seem compatible with my existence.
Logo - I love it! And will have to commit that one to memory for sure.
Yes, I love the idea of it and in parts of my nature, I am organized. Ach, who am I kidding? I'm like Dr.Jekyl and Mr. Hyde of organizing.
I live in hope.
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