Last week, driving home from baseball practice, I was overtaken by a giant wave of freak-out-ness. It was something about the warm weather, the intense colors of the evening sky, and I don’t quite know what else, but I panicked. I felt very strongly that I didn’t want it to be warm. I didn’t want spring to be here. I wanted it to be nice, cold, and relaxed. Thinking to myself, “But Ginny, you’ve been dying for spring to arrive” did not help. I was going to have my crazy moment, evening, whatever it led to, and I just had to go with it.
The following day I felt okay. But, I started moving furniture around. In fact, some furniture got moved OUT. I rearranged our living room again and again, and finally settled on an arrangement that was identical to the original one, with only a change in couches. I moved the big, leather, free Craigslist find out, and the small loveseat from the kitchen in. Next up, I knew I needed to start going through the kids’ clothing. All of it. It’s high time for a proper system of bins with labels that are actually accurate and helpful. Seven kids plus tons of clothes in bins with labels such as “Girls winter 2013” that actually contain boys’ clothing in sizes 10-12… well obviously that system isn’t working for me. The trickiest part really, was finding a time to go through all the little girl clothes while they weren’t around. They can’t stay out of it. “Oh, Mommy! Remember this one? Oh, Mommy! This one’s sooo pretty! I think I can still fit it! Why don’t I just try it on?” And on, and on and on.
It is now apparent to me that what I am doing is commonly known as Spring Cleaning. Kind of crazy how it just hit me and left me pretty much defenseless. I was originally thinking of the major clothing storage overhaul as session 1. But then the pantry got cleaned out and more furniture was moved. I think this is just going to be one looooong, session. I have no idea if I’ll keep this up. But, boy do I need to. And as I just worked three days straight and still have a ways to go, I am realizing that somehow things have gotten really out of hand here. Well…somehow? I know how. It’s seven kids! Actually, it’s the other grown-up too. I think I am really the only person in this house that puts things away without being reminded. I’m outnumbered. At any rate, I hope this spring cleaning thing lasts me through all the projects I have swimming around in my head!
Must. Keep. Cleaning.
p.s. So unrelated, but Beatrix has her first loose tooth and she is so excited!