The past several days we have been busy playing catch-up around our house…
…In light of all of the family issues we’ve had going on in the last several weeks we’ve gotten behind on a number of projects we’d been working on. Yes, I have trained myself over the years to not get overly stressed out if the basic stuff isn’t done; the floors needing vacuumed, laundry needing folded, those sort of things. Buuttt…currently, and I kid you not, the outside of our house is partially repainted and there may or may not be windows that don’t have the shutters rehung after painting them, there’s been a ladder and paintbrushes pushed aside in the corner of my dining room with partially painted crown moulding and ceiling, and we were switching bedrooms with our daughter. And I mean moving rooms. Including all of the stuff accumulated in said rooms. Not to mention the recently purchased gallons of paint waiting patiently to cover the walls of our computer room/den/dog room.
The switching of the bedrooms was pretty high on the priority list, so although all of the other projects continue to hover around unfinished niggling at my brain, yesterday we switched the rooms. That little project is nowhere near done; the bulk of it is finished, but there are still lost orphan piles of crap sitting in my dining (ya, the room with the ladder and half painted ceiling) awaiting sorting. I realize that it has taken me almost two paragraphs to get to the point of my little drama, but here it is. You truly do not realize how dirty you are until you empty a room in a house that you’ve lived in for 23 years. It’s then you realize that your house may well be a metaphor for yourself; looks good on the surface, hot mess underneath.
Yes, we clean our house on a regular basis. We keep the clutter to a minimum, dust, vacuum, clean the bathroom…the usual. But while I know there are people who move all of their furniture and whatnot on a regular basis to clean behind it and under it (and kudos to you my good people), I am not one of them. Perhaps I should be, but alas, I am not. Now I’m not saying that there has not been a thorough cleaning in 23 years. The bedrooms have been switched before; the dining room and living room have also traded places so there have been a number of times over the years that things have been scrubbed down over, under and behind. I’m just saying that when it hasn’t been done for, well, quite awhile….ew. Just ew. Perhaps I should apply some of my OCD behavior to moving things around and cleaning a few times a year. That way the next time we shift things around maybe I won’t discover that I have six dogs instead of four because the accumulated dust bunnies underneath things have joined forces and formed two new dogs.
I discovered this white men’s button down on the clearance rack at Kohl’s for the paltry sum of $4.50…can you believe that? Since the mister doesn’t have a white men’s button down, I snapped it up for myself. I also picked up a white one with purple pinstripes for the same price. Two men’s shirts for under $10? Yes, please. Keeping with my typical casual vibe, I threw it over a gray tee shirt and denim shorts. What made the outfit special? The Ettika choker and floral ankle boots (aka my favorite ankle boots ever), that’s what.
As I’ve said before, accessories and shoes can make all the difference in an outfit. The addition of the suede choker and floral ankle boots took a basic look and made something a bit more special.
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