7.17.2014

And I Know Now, I Know You Were Wrong

I've owed you, my readers, this story for quite a long time.  It's been one I've kept pretty tight lipped about because there are situations and people that are close to me involved, and it's complicated.  As I type these first few sentences I'm still struggling with whether or not to post this on a forum so public as my blog.  But this is my space-a space where I'm supposed to speak my mind; this blog has seen me through so many joys and heartaches that stifling it all away seems unfair to this blog, to those of you who are reading, and to myself.   Censorship is not a thing I do if I can help it-I'm not going to edit myself out of fear. I want to be real here.

Anne Lamott Quote

Last week I finally accepted that I had been used.  This was a fact those closest to me had been trying to convince me of for a while now.  How is it that your friends always know before you do? Yet, ever the optimistic, I spent a lot of time defending the actions of someone who was supposed to be my friend.  Friend...  That's the word he used after it was all said and done. He had a rough childhood.  He has trouble connecting.  He's just clueless. He doesn't mean to make me feel like this.  I didn't think there was any way he could have malicious intent because he was my friend...  I'm finally going to tell you about Frank.

7.16.2014

Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire {Book Review}

Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire {Book Review}

Synopsis According to GoodReads:
INTENSE. DANGEROUS. ADDICTIVE.

Abby Abernathy is a good girl. She doesn’t drink or swear, and she has the appropriate number of cardigans in her wardrobe. Abby believes she has enough distance from the darkness of her past, but when she arrives at college with her best friend, her path to a new beginning is quickly challenged by Eastern University’s Walking One-Night Stand.

Travis Maddox, lean, cut, and covered in tattoos, is exactly what Abby wants—and needs—to avoid. He spends his nights winning money in a floating fight ring, and his days as the ultimate college campus charmer. Intrigued by Abby’s resistance to his appeal, Travis tricks her into his daily life with a simple bet. If he loses, he must remain abstinent for a month. If Abby loses, she must live in Travis’s apartment for the same amount of time. Either way, Travis has no idea that he has met his match.

7.15.2014

Cleaning Closets: A Personal Journey

Note: This is a post by Liz Becker-so this personal story does not belong to me, but it's a good one!

Like a lot of people, I'm guilty of collecting more stuff than I actually need.  I'm not a candidate for Hoarding: Buried Alive or anything, but my space can definitely get a little cluttered with stuff I may have needed once, but have no use for now.  It's to the point where what storage space I do have is steadily reaching capacity and, like George Carlin used to joke, I'm going to have to get a bigger house for my stuff... Or start getting rid of things.

Cleaning Closets: A Personal Journey

Making the Decision
Deciding to get rid of stuff is easy; deciding what to get rid of is another thing entirely.  The first thing I needed to do is sort through all of my stuff; but since I have three large closets, it was a lot easier said than done.

The Hall Closet
I decided to start with the large hall closet, where I store all of my holiday decorations, linens, and clothing that is either out of season, or no longer fits.  The closet was actually fairly easy.  Since I no longer host big holiday gatherings at my place, I could easily donate a lot of the decorations to charity, or give them to family members.  I had managed to get down to just the Christmas tree, a wreath, a couple strings of lights, and several ornaments that had sentimental value.

The linens were also easy-I managed to get rid of the bulk of my table cloths and napkins-giving them new homes with my kids, as well as any sheets or towels that were faded, frayed, or otherwise worn.

The clothing was a little more difficult, mainly because there were things that I keep convincing myself that I would wear again, if only I could lose that last fifteen pounds.  Once I was willing to accept that they were doing me no good gathering dust, I was able to bag them up and send them to Goodwill.

The hall closet finished, I decided to tackle the next monster: the closet in the spare bedroom.

The Spare Bedroom
The spare bedroom was a little more problematic because that was where I stored all of my fashion accessories, like my belts, scarves, shoes, and designer handbags.  These were all items that I'd spent a lot of money on, and which were still in great condition, but I just didn't use them often.

Still, each item had been selected with care, or gifted to me, and they had a certain degree of sentimental, as well as monetary value.  I couldn't just ship them off to Goodwill-these items needed special care.

I sorted them into three groups:
  • Things I loved, and couldn't get rid of.
  • Things I liked, and would like to keep.
  • Things I'd bought because they were fashionable, but if I were really honest, I didn't really like them that much.
Once I finished sorting, I returned the stuff I loved to the closet.  I decided to re-gift the things I liked to friends and family members who I thought would appreciate them.  I also started looking for places to sell designer handbags and other luxury items.

The closet in the spare bedroom done, I moved on to the last project: the closet in my bedroom.

The Bedroom Closet
I thought this closet would be the easiest of all, because it held all of the stuff I was currently using.  It turns out that I didn't regularly use nearly as much as I'd thought.  For example, I had found several clothing items that I had only worn a few times before hanging them in the back of the closet to be forgotten.

Yet, even though they had been forgotten, I had been reluctant to let them go once I'd remembered them.

Ultimately, I did manage to cull things, and either donate them or send them off to good homes, but it took some time.  After all is said and done, I now have a lot more space in my closets, and I even got a little cash from selling some of my handbags.


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