After writing my SPT post yesterday about needing more productive hours in my day it became obvious to me that I need to take care of the bigger projects earlier in the day while I'm at my best. This isn't what I usually want to do because when Randy and the kids leave I like to come into my scrap room to blog, make good mail labels and cards, and take care of any other creative projects I have going on. I also feel pressed to do these things during the day because Randy has to work on the computer in here in the evenings.

But I psyched myself up and decided to tackle the closet. I moved my iHome into the bedroom so I could listen to my book (A Thousand Splendid Suns) while I fought my side of the closet. It was grim. I couldn't believe how much I had stuffed in there.

I took it all out and piled it on the bed, then went through it item by item to decide whether to keep it, trash it or donate it to DI. It's really not a very big closet, so how did I have so much in there? I worked on the closet for an hour, then got a last-minute invitation for lunch from my dad (very rare). I dropped everything and met him at The Pizza Factory (blast, I forgot to take a self-portrait, probably because he wouldn't have been cooperative.) Then I went to the school for an hour to help in Landon's class room, fortunately Whitney's class was at an assembly so I didn't have to stay to help in there...woohoo (not that I don't like to, just that it was a time bonus for me).

I hate the tangle of hangers everywhere, whether they are in the closet or on the bed. Hangers make me crazy! I returned home and had another hour to work on the closet before picking the kids up from school. I worked like a machine and made a serious dent before I picked them up.

I ended up with 2 bags of clothes and shoes to donate to DI, one whole bag to trash (bleach stained clothes, holey t-shirts, etc.) and a bag of maternity clothes (hello!) to return to Michelle. It felt great to lighten the load in there. Now I have a surplus of hangers, know where everything is, have room to move, and know that the things I have in there actually fit (for the most part).

I was still working on the room when Randy got home from work and ended up being in there until 7:30pm! I cleaned off my desk (I should have taken a before photo, it was horrific) which meant taking everything off of it, dusting it (hence the title of this post), and sorting through everything on there. It was a big job. I don't know why I let so much accumulate on there. I ended up recycling a ton of papers, trashing a bunch of stuff and then putting other things where they actually go. Now I can actually see my desk! I even took all the cards out of my ribbon board, dusted it and then put more recent cards up there. Nice.
Edited to add: Michelle made the awesome ribbon board for my birthday several years ago. She made it following directions from Martha Stewart Living (but I can't find them online, I'll keep trying).
**Do you need to clean your closet?
Do tangled hangers make you crazy too?
Do dust bunnies gross you out?
Where do you put the cards you receive?**