The hubby and I were on our way back home from Saturday morning errands last weekend. I saw a sign in my neighborhood that perked up my ears, Garage Sale. So I grabbed my neighbor bestie in crime and Sharon, Divot and I were off. The woman’s Grandma had recently passed away at 94 and she was a collector for years. I’m not a big antique person but I do like some things sprinkled through my house. I have this mantra that says something old, something memorable and something green should be in every room. Someday I should write about that.
I saw a few things I liked but controlled myself because my husbands birthday, Fathers Day, vacation and our 32 year wedding anniversary are all coming up in the next month.
Darn if Sharon didn’t text me on Sunday, “ at the garage sale, everything half price”. Geez, thanks so much. Well, of course I had to go. I bought several items at a great price worthy of another post. I was also looking at a picture I had seen and admired. The woman just told me to take it, Free, because I loved it!
I can’t pin point the reason why I like this picture so much. I don’t think it’s worth anything. Maybe I like it because I grew up on 5 acres and used to feed and ride the dozen horses in the pasture next to us. Maybe it’s deep in my soul stemming from my heritage. My dad homesteaded in Montana when he was a boy. My mom’s dad was a farmer in Scotland. Maybe I watch too much Hallmark channel. Whatever it is, looking at it gives me a calm feeling and I love it. I hung it in my family room so I would see it everyday.
Have you ever been in a store shopping or at a garage sale or flea market and something literally calls your name and you just get that feeling?
Woot Woot! Day 18 and let me just say this challenge has really made my brain stay on overdrive and me into gear. By sharing with you I am motivating myself to really clean, straighten, organize and de-clutter and all before the holiday season. Excellent!
I’ve mentioned before that realistically we will always have some clutter. Rephrase: I am real enough with myself to know I will always have a little bit of clutter. That said, it can be organized and stored effectively so not to make my hubby to crazy. I walked through my house thinking about this yesterday and took a couple of pics of what I use to do this. Apologies, the pics aren’t the greatest. I was using my phone and the lighting was poor. I’ve somehow locked my camera up and need to fix it.
I will always have some magazines and we will always lay around in the family room. That’s what it’s for. I have two metal cubes that act as my coffee table and I hide blankets, pillows and magazines in them.
When my mom passed away I brought her hope chest home and it’s full of memories, hers and mine. I know right where everything is and I can go “visit” anytime.
for magazines in the den…
Spare room /guest room/ craft room – this cute turquoise cube has sheets and blankets for the hide-a-bed.
I’ve stacked these large decorative boxes and they act as a side table in my loft. What you can’t see is the backside where I’ve labeled them. There’s one for me, and one for each of my brothers. When my parents and Aunt passed away I became the recipient of all the photos. If I’m watching TV in the loft I’ll sort through photos at the same time and put them in the appropriate box. Doing it this way seems to be working.
There ya have it. How do you store the clutter that you just can’t seem to get rid of?