I've expressed my love of all things organized before. As well as my complete lack of talent in this area.
I couldn't sleep last night because I had told Beckham that today we were going to clean his room and his room was an explosion of Legos and other little boy paraphernalia. It totally overwhelmed me.
Now usually, when faced with such a task, I call in reinforcement, usually in the form of my mom, and hide behind her amazing talent. I still do the work, but I take ques from her vision.
I decided that today was the day that I was going to put my big girl panties on and see if any organizing talents had rubbed off on me.
I am happy to announce that they did! I clean and organized every last nook and cranny of that room. All by myself! I also rearranged furniture, because what's the fun in organizing if you don't make things look different, and vacuumed everywhere!
I made Beckham help for most of it. I would put things in piles and then tell him where they go. But the final moving of furniture and such was going to be a lot easier with one less body in the room. When I was done, I sent him to see the final results. I asked him what he thought.
He informed me, "I was frozen."
"Because I loved it so much I couldn't move."
AND I still had dinner ready by the time Kevin came home!
(well, if I am going to be totally forth coming, dinner was ready because I asked Karaia to open 4 cans of chili and dump them into a pot. But I turned on the stove and grated the cheese. That counts for something right?)
I'm almost done with all the rooms in my house. It's a nice feeling.