Tackle It Tuesday

I'm trying something new today that I found at 5 Minutes For Mom. The goal...exactly what you think. Find a project (big or small) that you haven't found time for and "tackle it".

So I did. I cleaned out the cabinets of the bathroom, tossed some old crap and rearranged things. I also cleaned the cupboard doors, took the faucet covers off and cleaned around the taps (everybody all together now....ewwwwwww). I also did something I've been dying to try...the old shaving foam on the mirror thing. Now I'm second guessing myself...was it foam or cream...I'm not sure if I did it right but hey who cares.

If you want to brag about your project check out the link below!

Well...

Those boxes are still sitting down there, in the dark. I picked my way through the chaos gingerly on my way to throw The Boy's diapers in the wash and I glanced in their direction. On my way back upstairs I paused and resigned myself to at least taking a box upstairs. I tromped over some bags and junk and finally looked into the first box. Ew. Dusty old dishes, nothing like a little tacky crockery to brighten your day. I bravely closed the lid and fled back upstairs to entertain myself with my laminator.

So here I am. Laying in bed and I can hear the spiders taunting me...from the depths of those boxes.

Aw well. Tomorrow is a new day. Maybe, just maybe I'll look in another box.

Ugh

I should really be downstairs sorting out the cess pool we call a basement. I'm not sure why we've kept so. much. stuff. Ugh. So I'm sitting here procrastinating the long walk down the stairs and trying to find a way to move a large heavy box upstairs so I don't have to stay downstairs in the dark, damp, cold basement.

So far, this is working just wonderfully. I've spent some time checking the news, watching tv, reading some blogs.

But I'm not going to be able to put this off much longer. *sigh* So soon I will drag my sorry self downstairs and poke through some boxes, worrying the entire time about spiders and other various creepy crawlies touching me or coming in my vicinity. So think of me some time this evening...possibly later depending on how long I can continue to fight the urge to organize.