Friday, March 09, 2007

Cogito ... Ergo Sum?

I'm thinking about switching out the curtains and comforters between my room and the guest room this weekend. Only thinking about it, mind you. It would entail ladders, laundry, and a lot of work.

I'm also thinking about resuming the quest to cull the herd in my closet. And when I say closet, I mean the two closets and a dressing room where I keep clothes. There are still umpteen garments in those areas that I know I will never wear again. Why do I feel such reluctance to kill them off once and for all? I could reclaim the Holy Grail -- hangers. I could have all that glorious space for ... new clothes.

The same thing needs to be done in the book rooms, where there's way too much flotsam taking up valuable space. Alas, I know that's just a pipe dream (at least for this weekend) because that would entail even more work than Closet Quest.

And while I'm at it, my jewelry boxes also need to be cleaned out. There are junky pieces lurking in them that I haven't worn in twenty years and probably wouldn't be caught dead wearing in the future. Yet, every time I start sorting through them, I find myself stopping to coo over some glittery oddity, thinking how cute it is and how I should really wear that. Sometime. You know what I'm thinking? If I don't buckle down and actually clear my junk out, I'm going to be up the creek in case of sudden accidental death. Somebody would have to go through my stuff and pick out a suitable outfit for the funeral festivities. I can't take the chance of getting buried in a 1980s dress accessorized with tacky jewelry and ugly shoes -- the very stuff I don't want to be caught dead in. The mere thought scares me to death!

You know what else is scary? The fact that Words Gone Wild are multiplying out of control -- so much so that I can't be on the computer five minutes without rounding up a whole herd. Like these, which were rounded up in record time and turned over to Twisted Linguistics for branding and pasturing.

naivety - A manger scene that used rag dolls and teddy bears, thinking no one would notice.

men and wemon - Males who lisp after biting into a sour, yellow citrus fruit.

cival war - Brawl between city alley cats and servals.

no brain in his scull - A floating head with no one at the oars.

south of the boarder - The basement, below the top-floor owner and first-floor renter.

awlful - No vacancy at the work bench where the hole-punch is being used.

notariety - A show in which Notaries Public sing, dance, and tell jokes.

How messy are you?

You Are a Little Messy

You aren't the cleanest person in the world, but you're definitely not a slob.
You clean up when you have the time, but you're realistic about what you can get done.
Generally, you're pretty organized and tidy - though you may have a few hidden messes.
You eventually get around to making things spotless, but you do it on your own schedule!


Kanrei said...

I don't even have to take that quiz. I am so messy they need a new term to describe me. I am a clutter fanatic who has piles of stuff on every counter that can hold them. I even have moved things to make room for the ever important MORE CLUTTER!
A friend once told me to take things I think I don't need and place them in a box. Keep the box for one year and, if you never open it to get anything out of it, throw the box away. I have made a box every year since he told me that. I have a room in my house with 4 unopened boxes that I will never throw out because that will be the day I need somethign from one of them.

Serena Joy said...

LOL, Kan. I know exactly what you mean. The minute I threw out one of those boxes would be the minute I desperately needed something out of it. It would probably make me crazy.:)

littlebirdblue said...

cull the herd in my closet...


it's consumeristic darwinism--only the fittest survive the culling, and it makes your wardrobe stronger (or your lending library--or your jewelry box).

cull! cull! cull!

littlebirdblue said...

***You Are a Little Messy***

You aren't the cleanest person in the world, but you're definitely not a slob.
You clean up when you have the time, but you're realistic about what you can get done.
Generally, you're pretty organized and tidy - though you may have a few hidden messes.
You eventually get around to making things spotless, but you do it on your own schedule!

Serena Joy said...

Consumeristic Darwinism is an excellent plan, LBB. We should all subscribe to it. I'm going to eat some Wheaties and see if I can't build up my strength. Right now, I am too weak to give up my Add-A-Bead, Add-A-Pearl, those badly tarnished but delightfully gawdy Indian chandelier earrings...

notaries said...

Notaries dance? Tell jokes? Do you know any notaries? We aren't a very funny me.

See, that wasn't very funny! : )

Serena Joy said...

LOL, Notaries. Of course, I know some funny Notaries. I AM a Notary, and I look pretty funny singing and dancing.:)

leelee said...

~You Are Not Messy~ nope I'm not...not at all!!

You're so clean, people have accused you of being a clean freak!
You like things tidy, organized, and smelling fresh.
Messes drive you crazy, especially when you didn't make them.
It's hard for you to live with a slob - or someone who leaves their dishes in the sink.

gulty on all counts...what can I say..I'm italian

Roxan said...

Kanrei would be very comfortable at my house. LOL

Serena Joy said...

Leelee, I'd have liked to get your results. I do like things tidy and smelling nice. The problem is, I live with a slob and I refuse to clean up after him. Therefore, my place is what it is, and Kan and Roxan would be comfortable in it. LOL.

Hale McKay said...

Points at self - cogito ... ergo slum!

Not only do I have clothes I'll never wear - I never seem to find the time to weed out the ones that don't fit!

Serena Joy said...

So, then, this is not a quirk unique to females. Good to know! I guess this means you're not tossing the madras Bermudas, huh?:)

Lee said...

My quiz result was the same as yours, Serena.

I thought about doing nothing today and that's what I did!

Steve G said...

I consider myself fairly well organized and like to take care of things sooner than later. My wife considers me a little hyper and says I should slow down. No rush to pay a bill, it can be done next week. We work well together.

Scary Monster said...

Me finally found a test where me and thee be on the same level. Must be the Karmic caramel starting to cool off on the apples. wtf???

Me tends to throw stuff out without thinking to deeply, then sometime after the cleaning Me finds that me needs and is looking for the very thing me tossed away.
Murphy at work again?

Iffin you can walk through the hallways and rooms of your abode with impunity then you don't need to clean house.

Serena Joy said...

Days like that are what we work toward all the rest of the time, Lee.:)

I actually am pretty well organized, Steve. I know where to find one bit of clutter out of all the other clutter. LOL.

What a concept, Scary -- Karmic Caramel Apples. Not to worry, there are paths through the clutter. If I ever get lost among them, I'll write for help.:)

Laurie said...

That reminds me, I need to clean out my Christmas decorations closet. I haven't decorated in two years because I'm too afraid to go in there.

Serena Joy said...

Ah, yes, Christmas decorations. They multiply in their dark closets and breed box after box of useless doo-dads. I did get my decorations storage area cleaned out this year, luckily. It was amazing how much pure junk there was.

Liz said...

Do people get buried in proper clothes? I know (from my Janet Evanovich books) that they have viewings at funeral parlours but I don't think that's normal here. Considering how many of my family are dead I am remarkably ignorant about such matters. I suppose I was mostly young and therefore 'to be protected' from such things.

Serena Joy said...

They tend to get buried in their best clothes here, Liz. Here, funerals are pretty much the same as the ones Stephanie Plum's granny so loves. It shouldn't be "normal" anywhere. LOL. I'm not having one of those hideous "viewings" and I've told everybody that. If they do it to me anyway, I'll haunt them. I don't understand the point of even being dead if they're going to dress you up, put you in an airtight box, put the box in a waterproof vault, yada yada. They might as well just stuff people and be done with it.

Liz said...

I do love Stephanie's granny! She makes me laugh out loud.

It does seem rather a waste of clothes.

I remember one of my old aunties - who was probably only in her seventies at the time - saying she wouldn't buy any more new clothes as, at her age, she 'wouldn't get the wear out of them'!

Serena Joy said...

LOL, Liz. Sounds like your auntie was an extraordinarily practical lady.