Another Man's Trash

My toddler threw away a cup today because it was empty. I know she's fascinated with the tall shiny trash can in the kitchen, but really! So I guess the old adage is true about one man's trash being another man's treasure. I just wish DD wouldn't always lean towards the trash part. I hate digging through the garbage!

Some days I look around my house and think we could throw away more than 50% of our STUFF and we'd probably be happier, but I come from a long line of pack rats and just can't bring myself to do it. I gather up unused toys fairly regularly but then I hardly ever remember to drop them off at Goodwill. The bags become silent inhabitants of the garage, collecting dust and draining my energy every time I see them. I'm constantly getting all gung-ho about organizing and purging, and then normally everything sits in giant piles for ages waiting for me to finally remember to haul it away. I would be much better off if I set up pre-planned pick-ups but I just never manage to work that out. (One bad rain experience to blame for that, I guess.) Excuses, excuses, I know. I want to get better, I really do.

I want to set a good example and overall I think children are WAY more giving than most adults. Maybe I should take a page from them and really declutter our lives. I guess I always feel this way when the laundry gets out of control. I hate having piles and piles of laundry all over the place. It really doesn't matter if it is clean or dirty, just piles that aren't in their proper place drive me bats! I'm so easily distracted, yikes! Gotta work on that.

So in an attempt to pull myself out of this unorganized funk, I have started stalking some well organized online ladies. I hope to learn their secrets and pull myself out of this funk for good! Or at least find some new pretty baskets to hide all my junk. After all it is all about the pretty baskets, right?