Organize and Babysit like an Expert
Organize and Babysit like an Expert? How is it that my one week that I plan on doing, not much of anything, turns into a babysitting fiesta and an organizing extravaganza?
I got some unplanned news the other day, so God and I had a meeting of the minds. We had a long, long talk, and the only thing I got out of the discussion was “be still and KNOW that I am GOD.”
I’m not so good at the whole part about being “still.” So, that knowing that, I gutted my kitchen, cleaned every crook and cranny. I redid all the cabinets, my pantry, and attacked the fridge. My husband won’t be able to find anything when he gets back from Emmaus on Sunday.
Did I think, well, today, I’ll relax, funny, right? I have a friend in need, who I’ve had the privilege to counsel. She dropped her kids off with me, so I have thirteen kids. The youngest is 5, the oldest is 13, and several in the middle. There has been facepaint galore, dogs barking, music blaring, and new critters outside.
While I’m watching the kids, I decided to organize my game closet. Who does that? Well, I do. When I’m bothered or upset, I tend to clean or organize. My mom always knows when something is wrong. She calls, asks what I’m doing, and I tell her I’m cleaning. Then, she knows and prays. She tries to pry the info out of me and sometimes succeeds 😉
Game Closet O Fun
I finally found almost all the pieces to the games. All the game pieces to over 40 games are in baggies. The games have been stacked according to size, shape, color, and age. Pathetic, I know.
On the other side of my game closet (it is a big closet) is my craft section. So I organized my sewing box and bag. Then, I folded all the pieces of material and flattened and organized the patterns. I also got into my yarn basket and took care of that little eyesore.
Honestly, I am not sure what else I’m going to tackle. I’m feeling the front closet and the homeschool closet. Honestly, I tend to clean the closets and drawers before the rest of my house. My junk drawer is all put together. I love it.
Accidental Tossing of Things
So, here’s to praying that I don’t throw something away or need. I don’t scare my kids, remember to feed the other kids (crap, forgot that), and get all my cleaning done.
If you need anything done, don’t hesitate to ask. Once my house gets done, I’ll be needing somewhere else to go. I must ask, though, that when I show up, have a ton of chocolate, coke and you must leave the area. I’m not responsible for you not being able to find anything when I’m getting done.
I think I’m going to eat myself a bowl of parmesan cheese that sounds nice.