Thursday, August 24, 2006

Cleanin House - Changing Things

I preppin' the house for some long term guests to come and live.

Over the 8 years hubby and I have been married we've accumulated a lot of "stuff" and never really dealt with a lot of the paper stuff. We've just let it stack up and collect dust, squirreled away in boxes, boxes stacked in the backs and corners of closets.

When we moved in this new house, those boxes moved into my Den and have stayed there quite happily, never bothering anyone (except me when I walk by) with their peaceful and carpet protecting existence. Over time, they have gotten friends to keep them company. The bassinet that Connor grew out of, the Christmas ornaments and Christmas tree boxes (to make room in the closet in Connors room when he moved into his room), and any other sort of bit that your house collects and you just can't bring yourself to really go through and throw away.

Now that I have friends coming to stay for quite a while, they have to go. The Den needs to be cleared out so that we can have room for all 8 of us that will be living in my house, room for the furniture they'll be bringing for extra seating.

I have cleared out eight boxes so far and have found an old CD that I bought six years ago and could never find. I've gone thru and saved obscene amounts of military documents and have even put away old military uniforms that Charles wants to keep for some reason. I found all the old awards for Charles and I and he wants to put endless amounts of holes in our walls in the computer room to show them off (called a vanity wall - one for him, and one for me). I have found numerous stray pictures that have somehow not gotten into the photo box and I can't resist looking at them and feeling the memories and smiling at most of them.

I found the letters that Charles wrote to me while he was deployed to Albania, and the ones I wrote to him. I have found the frillies and sexies that I used to wear pre-babies and ker-trashed them. A ton of Lauren's pictures and papers from school and daycare and craft projects galore, most of them dated for saving. I found a love letter from an old boyfriend, the one and only man that really broke my heart - not even my ex-hubby did that - and I kept it too.

I found a couple of issues of my high school newspaper that I used to write for, my by-line proudly showing. I found a plethora of recipes and patterns for things I've always wanted to try, things I wanted to do. Old jewelry has surfaced, things that I had thought lost forever. Pictures we still haven't hung and decorate-y things that I don't want anymore.

I have given all the baby clothes that Connor has out grown to the daycare center that he goes to and have also given them his old bouncy chair/walker thingy. I gave his old baby swing to the director there, she just had her first grandbaby and carries a picture of her around in her pocket at all times.

In the mean time, school has started so I'm back to my hectic schedule of rush-rush home, play, cook, clean, check homework, take care of cats, take care of dog and do it all RIGHT NOW! RIGHT NOW I SAY!

Lauren has fallen into the old routine of giving me drama when I tell her to go take a bath and grumbles about having the earlier bedtime with no movies to watch at night.

Connor has moved out of the baby room on to the toddler room at daycare and I can't help but feel sad and happy and sad again. My last baby is growing up and it's going to fast.

Charles is still working hellish hours to make sure we stay caught up on the bills, getting home between 9-12 every night 4-5 days a week.

I'm feeling a bit melancholy - it's probably just the damn hormones.

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35 Comments:

At Thursday, August 24, 2006 1:11:00 PM, Anonymous nikki said...

it's always hard when you open up all the doors of your past. some of the shit you can never make ammends with and somethings you will never experience again....man i'm sounding to deep....so i guess i need to call you a bitch to balance things out again eh?

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 1:44:00 PM, Blogger Dirty Birdie said...

I still have a letter I wrote to my ex-huband after we seperated, I keep it in the back of a photo album. I also have two boxes of my pictures from high school, not 3x5's, I'm talking fully matted 8 1/2 x 11 photographs that could and probably should be framed. I have a file filled with all the little love notes and art work I made for my mom over the years.

I have also thrown away a lot of old stuff that I thought would bring back good memories, but in the end just made me sad. It's funny the things we hold on to in life.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 2:26:00 PM, Blogger Spill The Beans said...

I can revert to drill sergeant mode in a moment flat with my kids. My daughter and son are both lippy right now and I've been riding hard on their asses. I'm sure we'll both have them licked into shape in no time.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 2:33:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I cleaned out a hall closet that I was trying to forget existed so that I would have room for extra school supplies. I found a box of letters to my husband that I sent while he was in Korea stapled with the ones he sent back to me. We used to be pretty hot to trot so those went back up on the highest shelf taped up with crime scene tape. I found my moms baby pictures, and cried. Then found a big spider. I'm done.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 3:07:00 PM, Blogger Panacea said...

*sigh* I can understand what you feel like. Four years ago when we moved house, well actually when we moved country, all our stuff had to be sorted, boxed and shipped.

You should have seen the kind of stuff that came out from the dark corners of out home including my mum's high school diary that my dad started reading. As you can imagaine there was some drama at home after that incident.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 4:06:00 PM, Blogger Oh, The Joys said...

Wait a minute... I missed the part about who is coming to live with you??

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 4:10:00 PM, Blogger WOA said...

After 8 years of marriage, my wife and I have never lived in a place where ALL of the boxes got unpacked. I'm looking forward to/dreading what I'll find when we move into our place that is officially 'ours'. (I know I've got lots of high school and college newspaper articles floating around somewhere). Nice post. Reminds us all how we maybe never really settle anywhere and maybe never come to grips with our pasts.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 5:02:00 PM, Blogger Rev. Smokin Steve said...

Yep, I still have a few things laying around from my past I
should throw out.

Coming to grips withthe past as WOA pointed out, not always easy. Sometimes it's tough for me.

But living in the past gets you in trouble everytime. I know.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 5:33:00 PM, Blogger Pendullum said...

Wow that room sounds bittersweet...
You really didn't have to go to the trouble of clearing out the den for the Blogger party... I
t is for a blogger party right??/
as you did not mention who would be living with you???

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 5:33:00 PM, Anonymous kat at work said...

you will be living with 7 other people! melodrama is to be expected. i'm just freaking out that two have come to visit me for a week. then again they're my parents and have take it upon themselves to organize my junk room for me. sweet.

a couple of years ago i had to do the purge thing and threw away a doll my grandma gave to me. it still had baggage for me since it was never the cabbage patch kid i wanted. poor one-eyed abagail never received propper love. i want her back now, of course.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 5:42:00 PM, Blogger Stinkypaw said...

Certains items always feel like we just can not get rid of, no matter how long it has been... they always bring up a lot of emotions.

The thought of having a house filled with 8 people would also bring up a lot of emotions for me - and that has nothing to do with PMSing...

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 5:52:00 PM, Blogger Sayre said...

Oh, I feel your pain!!! When my DIL got out of the Army, she and my stepson and granddaughter were having a tough time. No jobs, running out of money. I told them to come stay with us for a little bit. Big mistake on my part.

We totally rearranged our lives and they moved in and didn't leave for 9 months. During that time, they didn't contribute anything to the house, do any housework, fix but a couple of meals and used way to much electricity and water. I finally had to kick them out.

It turned out to be a good thing, but I did not enjoy being walked all over. As it turns out, my stepson and his wife are moochers and would have stayed indefinitely if I hadn't kicked them out.

I SINCERELY hope these are people with a plan and you don't find yourself in the same uncomfortable position that I did...

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 5:55:00 PM, Blogger Superstar said...

~ties bandana around head~
Ok girl, I have 2 words for you "clean Sweep"
Lets Get'er done!
People my advise is that if you have old letters and papers that 1. make you feel bad or reflect negativly on the past TOSS THEM. 2. If you have trophies and plaques. If they can't be displayed in a case, toss them Pick the top ones that you can display,...the ones that are the most MEANINGFUL and show them off.

Ok can you tell I am reformed pack rat??? LOL ;)

I am only an aunt and I can't beleive that # 1 is starting preschool next Tuesday! OMG!!!

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 7:18:00 PM, Blogger Annie Drogynous said...

It's hard giving that stuff away. I'm a pack rat too. I just gave a whole bunch of baby items to the new daycare at my kids' school and I almost cried as I walked away from them!

I hope the new tenants don't get in your way when you're hormonal, lol.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 8:05:00 PM, Blogger Farm Girl said...

I love cleaning out though. It's such a great feeling.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 9:51:00 PM, Blogger Misha said...

I cleaned out everything when I got divorced, so I now have 2 boxes of memorabilia. R, on the other hand, has one of our bedrooms and a storage unit full of crap. Argh.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 10:19:00 PM, Blogger Nikki said...

I just went and visited Mamatulip and found that she has put up a similar post.

Nikki - I'm hearing you - and you shouldn't call yourself a bitch.

Dirty - Isn't it amazing how things just accumulate? Things that we thought we'd always need.

Trouble - DRILL SERGEANT?!!! When I joined the military, I joined with the intention of one day becoming a Drill Sergeant...until I saw the BS that they had to put up with.

Anon - Welcome! Crime scene tape? LOL I want to read the letters.

Pan - Diary reading is bad. I stopped keeping one some time ago b/c of nosey BS like that.

Joy - I hadn't posted anything about it yet. They'll be here Labor Day weekend. I put a post up later.

WOA - "we maybe never really settle anywhere" - that was our problem, moving and what not, combined with laziness I guess. Who the hell really wants to clean out boxes?

"and maybe never come to grips with our pasts." - I think we all have that problem with something or another. Life does deal out doses of shit and hardship sometimes.

Rev - Always move forward. There is never anything in the past to live for - it's all in the future, and the here and now.

Pendullum - I'll host the biggest blogger party of all friggin time if you all agree to come. LOL An old Army buddie and his wife. Stinky (his code name on my blog) used to be in my platoon when we were in Germany.

Kat - Yep 7 others. Total of 4 adults and 4 children.

Ages of children - 8,6,4,1. Send drugs, lots and lots of drugs. LOL

Stinky - It's gonna be weird, no doubt about it with them staying, but I'm excited about seeing them all again.

Sayre - I'm not worried the least little bit that they will stay one minute longer than necessary. They're not that type of people. They've already started house hunting via the internet (they're moving up from Texas). They want their own space.

Super - I'm not tossing the divorce papers from 1st hubby - I need those. I'm definately not tossing my awards and plaques. I've got soldier of the month, soldier of the quarter, soldier of the battalion and the only damn trophy I have EVER won. Ain't no damn way I'm givin those the heave ho. I'll let that shit sit in a box for all eternity along with my AAM's and ARCOM's (awards the Army gives you for doing good). I worked damn hard for that stuff and I'm proud of it, I'm just gonna feel silly as hell displaying it after so many years out of the military, but whatever makes the old man happy.

Blair - nah, they won't get in the way. We've got more than enough room. The grown ups will have their own room and bathroom and their two boys will share a bedroom with Connor. All 4 kids will share a joint bathroom.

The only thing I'm really worried about is the joint bathroom. LOL

Les - yeah, it does feel good to get that crap out of the way.

Misha - Holy shit girl! I thought you had abandoned us. I'm trying to trim the crap we have stowed away. It's just way to much.

 
At Thursday, August 24, 2006 11:14:00 PM, Blogger Pendullum said...

Is 'Stinky' going to have a blog too???
Will stinky blog about lose my ass and party???
OOOOohhhh what tangled webs we weave!!!!!
Hey!!!!!
Wait a sec...
Youare responding to blogs and cleaning up and dieting and having that weird relationshipwith miss Pilates or whatever the guru's name is...
It sounds to me like you are having a LIFE?????
A wondrous beautiful life....
and not saddled down with a MEME....Wendy's meme...
notmine... albeit I tagged you...
But I am guilty by the company I keep...Present company Included!!!!

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 12:32:00 AM, Blogger kat said...

i will be sending you large amounts of mind-numbing...things. good luck.

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 12:34:00 AM, Anonymous Nadine - Healthifica.com said...

Hi Nikki,

I think what you do to your stuff is a healthy act both to your heart and your house.

Not only the house becomes clean but your heart also can explore all the memories that you had. It's a healthy look-back.

And, that makes you be chosen as our "HEALTHY BLOGGER THIS WEEK."

It's an award given to healthy bloggers with healthful acts or decision.

And, you deserve it!

BTW, there's no harm in being melancholy once in a while.

So, have a nice weekend! Hope the award can add the joy!

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 7:58:00 AM, Blogger Rainman said...

We have an attic full of "Stuff". I just realized that we have been in this house for almost 15 years.
If we ever move the scroungers will have a field day at my house.

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 8:09:00 AM, Blogger ~d said...

I think about you, Nikki. Its so weird to find myself thinking abt ppl Ionly know from 'blog-land'. I dig on the hormones. RAGING over here.
(smile)

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 8:25:00 AM, Blogger carmachu said...

What exactly is long term? A month, a year? till they get their life in order?

Yeah, Sometimes I worry abourt cleaning out the library and seeing what I have tucked away in there and forgotten about. I loev finding old cards and letters and pics....

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 8:58:00 AM, Blogger Los said...

Ugh - I know there will be a day when I have to do a major house-cleaning and decide which things to keep and which things to chuck. I am NOT looking forward to that.

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 9:11:00 AM, Blogger Nikki said...

Pendullum - No, I don't think stinky will have a blog - at least I hope not. You'll all hear stories about my scary morning bed head and my ability to drink one alcoholic beverage and get a pretty good buzz. LOL

I doubt very seriously that stinky will blog about lose that ass - he should probably blog about "lose that gut" - smart ass, and he would most definately party.

The good thing about Stinky? This guys life is blog fodder for your ass. He's a Chef to boot and is an even bigger smart ass, with a smarter mouth then mine. I love shooting the breeze with him. We tear each other to pieces. LOL

Me have a life? It may appear that way on my blog, but make no mistake, I live vicariously through others. LOL

...and if you're guilty by the company you keep - namely mine - I would like to recommend that you find the closest confessional - it doesn't matter if you're Catholic - cause you're now in deep shit. LOL

Kat - please send them express mail. Thanks LOL

Nadine Welcome! and thanks! (In that case, I won't tell you how heavily I smoke)

Rain Man - If you should ever move and need a hand, I live to far away. LOL

~d - thanks

Carm - I don't know how long they'll be staying. A few weeks, a few months, a year, I don't know. They are welcome for as long as they wish to stay. If they were the moocher type of people, I would have never extended the offer of my home - believe me on that. They are moving up from Texas and Stinky and Redhead (his wife) will be job hunting, house hunting etc. My house is open for as long as they need it.

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 9:16:00 AM, Blogger Nikki said...

Los - if you feel like you need some practice, let me know.

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 10:36:00 AM, Anonymous Jeff said...

I am a packrat. I hate that and I have a feeling my fiancee isn't going to be happy about it either.

I can relate to your den!

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 11:38:00 AM, Blogger Misha said...

I would never abandon reading my blogging budaroos - I'd miss out on too much! Besides, what the hell else would I do at work while trying to kill time until lunch? Actually work?! hah!

I just don't seem to have the creative rush to write lately. But I'm still reading all my faves almost every day.

*smooches*

Oh, and my Word Verification is "ufart". hahahahaha

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 1:29:00 PM, Blogger Christina_the_wench said...

As soon as you're done there, haul your ass over to my basement and chop, chop! *claps hands*

Found girls' baby pics the other day. Besides having asswipe in them, they were pretty cute.

Is it quitting time yet?

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 6:45:00 PM, Blogger Dr Joseph McCrumble said...

Clutter is the sign of an interesting mind. It proves that you have more interesting things to do than spend your time arranging stuff. It proves that you value the past.

It is also a sign of getting older. I see the pile of clutter on my desk grow faster with each passing day. It is not that I am unnaturally tidy, it is just that nowadays when I say 'aah, I'll leave it till tomorrow, well, tomorrow is long gone by the time I remember that I was supposed to do it, er, tomorrow.

Does that make sense?

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 7:34:00 PM, Blogger carmachu said...

Got it! Makes sense now.

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 8:38:00 PM, Blogger Nikki said...

Jeff - oh partner in pack rat crime - she's going to kill you. LOL

Misha - LOL

Christina - I'm gonna "chop-chop" your hands off.

Dr - it's called procrastination. LOL I do that too.

 
At Friday, August 25, 2006 11:04:00 PM, Blogger kim said...

ive vowed not to take a thing to the new house that i dont want to keep and its proving very difficult :(
i didnt know we were having company?
i feel like im missing out on everything the last few weeks !

 
At Saturday, August 26, 2006 3:16:00 PM, Blogger Kevin Charnas said...

melancholy is okay, Nikki...it's all perspective. Finding where you are now in your life, because you know where you've been.
I always end up being melancholy after going through things that remind me of past years and times. I try not to dwell, though, I don't want to be too distracted from the most important time, the present moment.

Good luck with the house guests!

 
At Sunday, August 27, 2006 11:13:00 PM, Anonymous Nadine - Healthifica.com said...

Nikki said: Nadine Welcome! and thanks! (In that case, I won't tell you how heavily I smoke)

----------------------------------------------

Hahaha...

Well, nobody is perfect. I might not smoke but who knows, maybe your house is cleaner than mine ;D

And, welcome, Nikki, it was my pleasure.

 

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