Jill over at Yeah. Good Times. provides ample opportunities each week for us to get our giggle on, but now she is giving even more. She started things rolling and now is inviting us to share our shame for the world to see! I know, cool, right?
I have recently worked my way through most of the mine fields in the house. I suppose I could've just waited a few days, as I am sure we'd have been back to one shade lighter than squalor. Instead, I had to travel a little bit further than usual to find what lies beneath this facade of borderline picked-uppedness.
Here we are...in the basement. When I walk down there, I am not struck by any one thing in particular, but seeing the photos seems to highlight certain things. Those first few bins...um, the ones under the sombrero...give the illusion of organization with their flashy labels and such. I cannot say for sure that those labels are even accurate. Maybe that Hess truck collection is what exists of our college funds for the kids. I see five boxes that are know are empty, and can offer no legitimate explanation for why they are there.
Let's try another angle...Oh, this is where I am storing my children's childhoods, since I cannot let them go completely. Those labels are correct, so if you want Playmobils, Thomas, Polly or My Little Ponies, just ask. Those games on the shelves are the ones we just don't play very often, as there is a closet upstairs filled with ones I pretend need to be at arm's reach. I'd include a photo, but then I would have to get up and move, plus I am not sure I am ready for full disclosure. My backup kitchen stuff doesn't look so overwhelming from this angle. It helps that so many canned goods were distributed at the holidays, and the empty jars haven't really started rolling back in yet.
Yet another angle... Oh, this is lovely! Front and center is the "I am not sure why it's here, but I know it can't leave" pile. Oops, I see something I was supposed to list on eBay for a friend...so now I am hoarding other people's things too? Ugh! I can try to justify some of that stuff, as all of my holiday decor is there (as you can probably see). It gets a little sketchy when we move to those white shelves, as they are the backup shelves, to the other backup shelves, to the backup closet of craft supplies. My daughter has been frequenting these regularly, I must say.
It really doesn't matter what all of these things are, as it is the quantity of stuff that shames me. I also have to admit that I just spent three hours cleaning (whatever that means) this space up a few weeks ago. I harnessed most things, and might've gotten rid of a few as well. Wait! Upon closer look, it appears I am not the only one feeling shamed.Really Ken? Skipper? And I don't even want to know what that cable is for!