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August 25, 2006
I hate clutter
Deadline dementia
So I’m on the way to the hotel with my cookies and case of Diet Coke to finish the BOOK THAT WOULD NOT BE FINISHED so I can turn it in Tuesday. Send good vibes my way. Also, ass-not-expanding-too-much vibes would be good.
But as I pack up to leave my house, I am reminded of what happens every time I’m on deadline: CLUTTER.
I hate clutter. I despise it, I loathe it, I freaking hate it. I am the ANTI-PACK RAT. (speaking of rodents, we suddenly have a tiny mouse living in the garage, but that’s a whole ‘nuther blog)
Being the anti-clutter freak that I am (I watch CLEAN SWEEP for fun!), I am vigilant during normal, sane times. Deadline is not one of the above. So the monstrous PACK RODENTS with whom I live take advantage of my distracted nature to do things like:
Hoard happy meal toys and Game Boy games.
Pile Barbie outfits and shoes on every available inch of surface space.
Leave assorted golf magazines on, under, and between the Barbie shoes.
Leave their rubber bones hidden in interesting places, like the seven pairs of shoes that suddenly live next to my front door.
(I’ll leave you to figure out who goes with what, except our small brainless pug, Peanut, has a fetish for chewing on Barbie clothes.)
The clutter? MAKES ME INSANE.
About 8 years and three household moves after the wedding (so 8 years after Navy Guy graduated from college), we had this conversation:
[Setting: box-filled garage]
Me: Can we get rid of your college notes on your poetry class?
Navy Guy: No, I might need those.
Me:
Me: I mean, really, IN WHAT POSSIBLE UNIVERSE MIGHT YOU NEED THESE?
NG: Just put them in this box.
Me: How about this dot matrix printer?
NG: That might be useful sometime.
Me: How would a DOT MATRIX PRINTER ever be useful again??
NG: You could print out drafts of your books on it and “save” your real printer.
Me: Right. So I write 450 page books, and it would only take SEVENTEEN YEARS to print out my books on that printer. IT IS GOING TO THE TRASH.
NG: I’ll just put it in the box
[Tug of war ensues, entertaining neighbors wildly]
I won that one. Sadly, we still have the college notebooks. AARGHHH.
So, confess: are you a pack rat?? Do you have what it takes to be on a show like CLEAN SWEEP? Or are you, like me, somebody who wants to live clutter-free?
And, if you’re anywhere as anal as I am about it, will you drop by my house and clean up a little? I’ll be at the hotel. Thanks!!
Hugs,
Alesia, off to finish ATLANTIS RISING or die trying
Posted by Alesia at 10:30 AM | Comments (17)
Comments
Nope. Sorry. i'm a pack rat. Just an extremely organized pack rat. I live for organizational doodads. Pottery Barn, Hold Everything, and Office Depot love me.
But my punishment is that I live with 3 unorganized pack rats. So I ban them from my office. My office is my own little oasis.
Have fun-- erm, good luck-- uh... finish the damn book already.
Posted by: Barb at August 25, 2006 11:26 AM
Oh, I long to be clutter free. In fact, I think that everything that is wrong in my life is because my domicil has obstructions in every room. I'm taking that as a metaphore for what is (and isn't) happening in my life.
I will prevail.
Posted by: hollygee at August 25, 2006 12:11 PM
I am in the middle of a HUGE culling project. I was beginning to feel like I was buried alive from all the things I'd let go of while working on my degree. I even said "buh bye" to those boxes of books I was going to sell on ebay but were still sitting in my house sucking up psychic energy a year later. Man, the relief I feel to get all that stuff out of here is indescribable.
BTW: My TV crack is Mission Organization. My sister-in-law programed her "on demand" for me so any time I'm over there, I can catch an episode. I LURVE my SIL!!!!
Go slap that book into submission!
Posted by: Kelita at August 25, 2006 12:46 PM
I'm as anal as you are and George is the pack rat, so we pretty much have the same arguments you and Navy Guy have.
George actually has notebooks out in the garage that date back to middle school. That's right: he's saving his MIDDLE SCHOOL notebooks. Why? I have no idea.
Posted by: Whitney
at August 25, 2006 12:55 PM
I have definite packrat tendencies. Thank goodness for moving--that's the only thing that convinced me I really would never need my organic chemistry notes again. LOL
Posted by: Darla at August 25, 2006 3:31 PM
Pack rat here. I, too, have saved school notebooks and other good stuff from years past. But, you know, due to my very scattered way of operating, I actually do use many of them.
And, Darla, I feel your pain. I'm still waffling about my college chem notes and textbooks. Yes, I still have the books. Maybe I'll want to do something chemical someday. Maybe. *whimper*
Eat cookies, drink diet soda and be a merry writer who FINISHES HER BOOK!
Posted by: ZaZa at August 25, 2006 5:16 PM
Yeah, I'm a pack rat. I have my son's first haircut (ALL of it)in a ziplock baggie.
I SWEAR TO GOD I am going to go through my college notebooks and save the parts I need. No, no, really! I'm sure someday I'll need a two page essay on "How My Friends Resemble Food".
Posted by: Janina at August 25, 2006 9:29 PM
Pack rat, but wishing I wasn't. My new year's resolution was to organize one drawer/cabinet a week. I have totally not done it. Sigh.
The LC Eileen
Posted by: Eileen
at August 25, 2006 11:02 PM
I am a clutter-bug, but I work on it when I can. I must admit my house is much better than when we moved here 7 years ago. My husband is much less inclined to clutter-ish ways than I. I always believe I am going to need what I want to get rid of so I put things in the donate bag, and take them out, put them back in - you get the picture. I also find I have emotional attachments to things that give me no love in return.
Now, ask me to clean out someone else's house? No problem! :)
Posted by: sal
at August 26, 2006 2:45 AM
Pack rat here too. What's worse is my SO is also a pack rat! I seriously considered entering something like clean sweep!
Posted by: TeresaH at August 26, 2006 10:16 AM
Eileen and I are both packrats, but I'm far worse. I have notesand projects from classes I took in college. Back when we dodged pterydactyls on the way to class... Every once in a while she gives me "that" look, and another shirt I have been wearing for two dozen years hits the trash can. I miss the Led Zeppelin shirt most....
Cowboy
Posted by: Cowboy
at August 26, 2006 5:01 PM
Oh, Cowboy, not a Led Zeppelin shirt! I can hear the weeping and gnashing of teeth all the way over here! I'm not a Zep fan myself, but my BIL's were in a Zep cover band for a long time--some of the guys still are... They still love all things Zep!
As for packrat--um, yeah, I still have my notebooks from high school English. Also have all my short stories from jr high. Even have a bunch of stuff from college! As for using the stuff--I always kept the high school English notebooks because the college professor that taught me was still there and I thought maybe my daughters could use it if he was still there when they reached high school--he was a creature of habit and used the same materials for YEARS! He's now retired, so I guess I could probably get rid of them now. Maybe. I hear the part about being emotionally attached and being afraid to get rid of stuff in case I might need it sometime. Sad, very sad....
Have you ever actually READ any of your old college papers? I read something that I had written for English--it was a poem that I had to analyze or whatever you call it--and as I read it I realized that I had absolutely NO idea what the heck I was talking about! Damn, I was smart back then! LOL!
My husband is my antithesis on the clutter-thing. When the girls and I came back from our trip the house was SO clean--I don't even want to KNOW what he threw away while we were gone! *sigh* But so far I haven't missed any of it!!
Posted by: Sheri at August 26, 2006 10:46 PM
That's the trick. Every time we move, certain things . . . don't make it to the next state. Those darn movers!!!
Posted by: Alesia Holliday
at August 27, 2006 10:29 AM
My husband is truly amazed at how I can block out auditory clutter (game cube, tv, stereos, etc) while I'm reading or writing. But the physical clutter (ie everyone else's junk) drives me crazy. If I'm ever going to get my book done, I'm going to have to learn to tune that out, too, cuz it ain't going to go away.... Happy writing. :)
Posted by: Shari at August 27, 2006 10:33 PM
Yes, the led zep t-shirt. From my first concert ever - 1977. By the time it finally went away, there were just faded flecks of white that were vaguely recognizable as the Swan Song logo, if you tilted your head just right.
All my papers were engineering notes and labs... I looked at some of it a while back. Parts of my brain worked back then! Of course, the technology is SOOOOOOO far past that, it's just sad.
Posted by: Cowboy
at August 28, 2006 6:23 PM
Total packrat here, but trying to reform. Weird, at home I'm a packrat and at work I'm so anal that my coworkers recently spent the afternoon carefully putting everthing in my workstation backwards for a prank. I'm told they were laughing so hard they could barely stand, lol. And yes, I had to put it all back exactly where it's supposed to be :)
Posted by: Berni at August 28, 2006 9:58 PM
Cowboy--
Wow--your first concert shirt--that must have been hard to let go! The Boy and DH just got back from a Def Leopard/Journey concert--I'm not really sure about that combination but they said it was a good show. Of course the boy had to get T-shirts, but DH balked at the prices. $30 bucks was a cheap white one with Def Leopard on it. However, in the parking lot they found a guy hawking bootleg shirts for $10--and they were nicer shirts!
Speaking of bootlegs--we have TAPES!! Told you those guys were nuts...
Posted by: Sheri at September 1, 2006 10:18 AM


