Cindy mentioned braving the dreaded under bed clutter in her daughter’s room in a comment last week. She likened it to cave exploring. I recently performed the same task on my own bed and seriously, is it any wonder I have been having sinus issues lately. The dust bunnies have been breading like rabbits under there.
I pulled out..
- A souvenir baseball bat from Cooperstown.
- An art satchel containing framing mat board.
- My trusty mat cutter.
- A large picture frame that I bought at a garage sale for $5.
- A box of winter clothes.
I removed all the slats from the bed frame and did a thorough vacuum of the area and the things I had pulled out as they were also had a liberal coating of dust. Then I thought I had better address the items that I had pulled out.
The Cooperstown Bat
This belongs to my son from when we visited Cooperstown in the summer of 2002. I moved it down to the “shrine to baseball in the corner of our living room where it could be on display like it deserves.
The Mat board and Cutter
I took the opportunity to mat and frame several pieces of my son’s art work and a couple of other items that my husband had been nagging me about for some time. When I was done I put the satchel and cutter back under the bed because they need to be stored flat or they could warp. Even though I do not use these items often they have more than appreciated their cost over the years. With a budding artist, a mad crafter and everyone in the household keen on one sort of photography or another these items will get used over and over again in the future. I am glad I bought them, am happy to store them until they are needed again and do not consider them to be clutter.
The Picture Frame
This was a piece of bargain clutter that has now been hiding under my bed for about seven years. I have left this one out to contemplate for now. I see it every time I go to do some crafting or to my bedroom. It is starting to irritate me because it is now in a position that renders it as messy out of place clutter. It is such a great frame though and I hope before I finally give up on it that I will find just the right photo to put in it . One thing is for sure it is not going back under the bed.
Box of Winter Clothes
Mostly this box is full of woolly knitted scarves and beanies better known as obligation clutter because my mother made them for me but in all honesty I rarely find the need to use them. There are a couple of pashminas that I do use that could be stored somewhere else but since my husband’s leather overcoat is in there they may as well stay together. My husband did remove one other overcoat that really is excess to his needs now that we no longer live in a cold climate and he is considering the best option for finding a new owner. All in all this box is OK for now but it is now on my radar for future decluttering.
As you can see I didn’t actually declutter any items but I am certainly going to consider some of the things that came to light during this clean up. As you know I am not one for rushing into things and would rather contemplate them for a while and decide what should stay and what could go. I dare say the scarves and beanies will be the first things to find their way to the thrift store donation pile but this can wait until winter when they will be most useful to someone. They are not harming anyone under my bed and are not cluttering up valuable storage space at the thrift store.
Today’s Declutter Item
This camera was one that I used to have on me at all times but it’s display screen mysteriously got broken. 🙁 . That didn’t stop it from selling on eBay for $12.50.
Things I am grateful for today
- Public holidays – Even though I don’t work it is nice to have hubby home for one extra day in the week.
- Getting together with the neighbours – Yesterday was Australia Day and I arranged a get-together for our little neighbourhood in the form of a BBQ in the evening. It was a good chance for the new neighbours to meet everyone and to welcome back some old neighbours who have moved back into the area.
- Having fun with my husband and children – even if we are just taking the mickey out of each other.
- Feeling free to do things my way no matter what other people think.
It matters not how fast I go, I hurry faster when I’m slow.