This time of year is a tad traumatic for a blogger. In the mess sense of course.
I had plans to clean you up today. I really did. But an unexpected photoshoot kinda took over.
It was the kind of shoot that required part of my kitchen.
So dangerous. This time of year.
It had been raining all day, so the kitchen was dark. But I decided to roll up my sleeves, and DO THIS. Sunless kitchen, you will not beat me.
But every shot involved… mess. Mess showing. I tried to kick it out of the way, but it kept rolling back into camera view. Why don’t piles stay put?!
So know what I did? I ended up gutting it all. All of that mess was thrown into a heap into the middle of the living room. The DIY Heap of Shame. I really deserved an award for how high it got.
While my cat buried himself inside the dried hydrangea section of the heap of shame, (crunch crunch….. CRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCH… cringe…) I took a shot this way and that way and every other way. I thought they were beautiful. From the camera’s preview. Missing all that mess.
But not so on the computer. Dark. Muddy. Sunless. With only one picture surviving.
Yikes… 3:00 pm? I’d better get a shower and get outta my pjs before my son gets home from school…
“Mom, you just had a SHOWER?”, as he spots me in my robe. Editing my one photo of course.
And then… after spotting the living room…
MOM! You need to clean this up!”
Heap of Shame Trying Not To Lose It Pose.
The boy was tripping over the heap to try and find who knows what. ( Good luck to ya. )
So after getting dressed for the day at, oh, I dunno, 5pm? I started to cook dinner. While the spaghetti was bubbling away, I tackled the heap. To diminish the shame.
Because there was NO WAY all that stuff was coming back into the kitchen. Christmas or no Christmas. I want my house back!
I hung up clean laundry strung over chair backs, attempted to ‘push them into’ over crowded closets, piled coats up that had no place to go, and realized this issue was much deeper.
Putting stuff away was no longer possible, because there was quite simply no place to put it.
Lightbulb moment… no wonder. NO WONDER.
Ya know, I’ve been feeling fatigued lately. And I really think it’s coming from the stress of the mess. Tripping over stuff, taking too long to make new stuff because I couldn’t find my tool and craft stuff.
So my once lovely house, I’m cutting you a deal. Once this Christmas thing is a done deal, I’m gutting you. I want you to look like these pictures again.
But I’m not doing this alone. Oh no.
I’m also going to host a Heap of Shame Challenge in January to anyone that wishes to join in. You’ll be asked to build a big honkin’ heap that is due to move on out to either the curb, thrift store or dump. I wanna see heaps all over the land. This stuff needs to go to those that need it. For we obviously do not.
Won’t that be fun? We can cheer each other on with big ‘ol heaps of (bad) junk! 🙂
And don’t worry, if you don’t blog, you can still play. I’ll invite you to post your heaps on my Facebook page! 🙂
Every January I promise to do this. And I never do. This year will be different.
So anyway house, I did well tonight. I got rid of the living room heap, but there’s so much more to do. All these pictures look nice. But you truly look nothing like this right now in most rooms. But I’m gonna fight my way to get you back. And be able to open closets and not be knocked out with falling shrapnel.
See you soon, house! Because I miss you.
Heap of Motivation. 🙂
So my friends… prepare. Every cupboard, closet, under the beds… is goin’ DOWN.
Who else needs to do this? Who wants to join me? I’ll post this again in the new year, but I’m preparing you now so you can preorder your favourite dumpster. 🙂
The Heap of Shame Challenge… coming January. I may change the title to something a little more positive… but ya gotta admit, this sticks! Any ideas?
Who else needs to do this?!