Home Detox

One thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:13,14

I'm detoxing our home. Doing a little here and there over the past four years of our marriage doesn't count. I am GUNG HO about it, there's no stopping me now. I'm a perfect melancholy and chaos is not my bag. How am I supposed to thrive in clutter? Now that I'm a stay at home mommy, I can really pitch things out. Judd doesn't mind as long as I don't touch his 'junk'. I started out today by cleaning out our closets. Before I go further, you must know that when I was a young spring chicken at the age of 25, I chose to live alone and not date. What a dream that was!! I got to know myself better than I ever had before...just out of college, thin, outgoing, confident, independent, awesome Nursing position...life was GRAND and still is, of course, just in a totally crazy different way, which is why my blog is called, Mi Vida Loca. It was at that point in my life that things were MY way. ALL ME, ME, ME. All about me. (That just sounds good, but I've grown up since then.) I promised my self that I would never keep wire hangers in my closets. I even hopped down to Bed, Bath and Beyond to purchase the "nicer" plastic hangers to match my bath towels. HA! Forward to this morning...as I'm cleaning out my closets..."How in the world did all of these get in here (the wire hangers) and why are there so many?!" Not only is my closet infested with wire hangers, there are all sorts of "nicer" plastic hangers of all colors! Have I been so wrapped up in the engagement, the wedding, the honeymoon, the career, the babies, and leaving the career to stay at home that I have neglected my closet so severely?? Detox, people, I'm detoxing my closet. Out came all the scrub pants I've been wearing since 2002! Yes, I've worn them out in public, pretending that maybe, just maybe I could be capable of starting a new trend. (Yeah, right...scrub pants?!) Out with the scrub pants..okay I kept a pair that I promise right now, that no one will see me wearing them unless I'm remodeling our future home. ;) Nest, it was out with the blessed maternity clothes!! Hooray!! No more!! Yes, they were well needed. The time has ended. Should we choose to have more babies, I will go get more maternity clothes verses clinging onto the belly panel pants for "just in case" HA! I don't think so, pants. Out you go! I won't be needing or clinging onto my Class of 1994 graduation dress. Yes, it's a pretty red color, but I don't think I'll be a size four ever again. SIZE FOUR! Wow, AND I had thighs of steel! You bet! :) If I am a size four again, I'll have the wisdom to not put that dress on, it's from 1994! Out you go dress! I'm liberated! My 1994 senior prom dress...OUT! My size four pink corduroy pants from the Gap, that I paid 5 dollars for...I lovingly held onto this particular pair of pants while I reminised my independence...walking to classes at KU...the parties...the dancing...my cute pants...I will never forget you!!
I flung out the standard items labeled, "One day I might wear this, even though it's been 8 years. I was left with pretty much nothing. What I did have, I sorted. All of my "nice" shirts/blouses are together. The skirts are together. My pants are together. AND I found two belts I didn't know I had! MY closet looks much better and I FEEL much better. Ahhh! How therapeautic!

I also purged Luke's clothes, the little guy has more clothes than I've owned in 20 years!! And he's only four months! That's a great big thanks to Anita, who rocks. She has three sources that give her hand-me-downs plus her son's clothes who is about 3-4 months older than Luke. The cool thing is that they are great clothes! I don't think Luke would've ever gotten to chance to wear Ralph Lauren PJ's to bed! :)

Life is great!