I am forcing the family to organize all of our stuff. The reason for this is that I have spent the last month hating my life as we ransack the house each morning for the shoes, the socks, the sunscreen, the appropriate sporting equipment, the preferred snacks, the uniforms, the homework, etc. etc. etc. In the last couple of weeks, I've been actually cursing under my breath (and, okay, sometimes aloud and in front of the young and impressionable children) because the process is so flipping frustrating.
So, we're folding, sorting, Goodwilling, calendaring, magnetizing, and bagging. The bagging is my best idea. Every activity will have its own bag. There will be a golf bag, a tennis bag, a swimming bag, a baseball bag, a tae kwon do bag, a study-time bag. Each bag will be pre-packed with the appropriate supplies. When we return home from each activity, the bags will be immediately re-packed and placed in the appropriate bin.
This requires some shopping today to make sure we have the appropriate number of sunscreen tubes, sports-appropriate outfits, and portable snacks.
We're going to get it done. I'm going to post photos of the results.
Eat your heart out, Fly Lady. This is going to be so stinking supreme.
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then you can come and get us cleaned up and organized. it could be a new career. doc is particularly interested
I've commented twice now and my comments don't appear.
This is a test.
Okay, the situation seems to be worked out somehow.
I just wanted you to know that you inspired me to kick it into gear around the homestead yesterday.
I approve of this organization in a big way. I am inspired!
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