My Mess is waiting to be a Masterpiece – my KonMari update

It’s been 2 weeks since I’ve officially started organizing using the KonMari method and I am starting to see some light at the end of the tunnel – as well as some floor and chair space previously being taken up by discarded clothing!

One of KonMari’s rules is to start with one item (clothes – then broken down into further categories, makeup, bags, etc) and gather every like item in that category and organize it before moving on to the next. Another rule is to hang very little – that folding is the way to go.

I admit I get distracted easily, and I’m dealing with so much clutter right now that it’s extremely hard to force myself to only work with one group at a time…sweaters, sweaters…hey there’s that book I want to read next! I can see the validity of this method however, and am trying hard to stay on track. It does suck when you get everything put away perfectly in a home…then you find 2 more items that you Just. Can’t. Fit. In. And it ruins everything.

In what feels like I’m giving the middle finger to the no-hanging method, I have bought 200 hangers. These are thinner and sleeker than the wooden ones I had before, and they all match. I own a lot of dresses, skirts, jackets, and other items that truly would look better hanging, so although KonMari asks that we hang very little – I NEED to hang! Forgive me KonMari I have sinned…but this truly is a compromise as I normally hang just about everything other than underwear, so please bear with me.

My house is a mess waiting to be a masterpiece so let’s hope KonMari is the answer! Stay tuned!hangers

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My next project – The Armoire!

You may recall from a previous post that my family house has been sold…now the closing date is near and we have been hard at work emptying out over 60 years worth of furniture, collections, and just plain clutter.

In the deep dark depths of the huge basement, in a corner that had been accumulating various family member’s no longer needed possessions for many many years I spotted IT – an armoire!

The truth is that nothing about it reminds me of my Gran, and actually no one I asked in my family seems to remember exactly where it came from so obviously there is no sentimental value, but when I saw it something just sparked and I knew I had to have it.

Now I must figure out something to do with it. It’s not in the best shape – no handles for the cupboards or drawer, the wood is quite worn on one side and the edge of the top is splintered. But it has good bones and will look like a beauty once I’m done with it. 

I feel like this is a really great project to take on. I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t consider myself crafty and honestly I don’t have a lot of patience, but I will make it work. It will probably take a while, but in the end it will be something I can look at and be proud of doing myself!

Has anyone ever restored an armoire, or another old piece of furniture? Do you have any suggestions or ideas for me?

When is a house a home?

A few days ago my family home was sold. It was the house my maternal Grandparents bought over 60 years years ago and where I spent most of my time growing up. My Grandparents have both passed away and family has been living in the house until recently but they decided it was too much upkeep.

This house holds a lot of memories for me: helping Grandpa in the basement and out in the garden, doing puzzles with Gran on the kitchen table, and sitting on the front porch counting cars going by with Grandpa. Christmas, and other family dinners were all held here, and every family member has some old furniture stored in the huge basement. Even as a teenager and adult I visited Gran there often and chatted with her well into the night.

My family is mostly relieved to be rid of the house. My Mom says it is just a house now, no longer a home, since my Grandparents aren’t there anymore and it’s the memories that matter and not the structure. For me the house holds most of my 36 years of memories – I dread driving by the house and seeing unfamiliar cars in the driveway, and I fear the house may be changed to make it unrecognizable.

The sale is almost complete so the only thing I can do now is look forward and concentrate on making a home for my new family with the same kind of love and happy memories I was fortunate to grow up with.

And to the new owners: please enjoy and take care of our home.