Tag: cleaning

more organizing

i really can’t remember when the dream has started. i always wanted to be one of THOSE people with many sized transparent bins in their cupboards, each one dedicated to something. stacked, neatly. nothing expired. everything within reach.

i never thought about what THOSE people actually store out of reach.

we have 3 cabinets, 3 drawers, and 7 half drawers, to store all that a kitchen can. today, after 2 trips to a container/organizer store, we are now proud owners of a pantry/cabinet that looks, and feels like perfection. in the process of organizing to my great amusement i learned that:
– i had 4 (!!!!!!) open packets of abrorio rice (risotto stuff)
– less then 1 serving of normal rice
– way too much tagliatelle (2 containers worth!)
– 2 jars of yeast (probably should toss some at this point)
etc etc etc

the 4 packs of risotto i find hilarious. its one of my ultra favourite dishes to make – bacon/mushroom risotto is just super easy and amaaaaaaaaaazingly delicious. completely unhealthy, of course. i guess each time i felt like it i got a pack.

this organizing kick has a pleasant side effect that i feel more at peace and organized overall. there’s something very satisfying that when i think about the “dark corners” of the condo — where clutter accumulates, and where i know there are piles Of Things Unknown — there are at least half as many due to my recent efforts.

and when i get the wire racks to clean and organize dishes, i will be one of THOSE people, if only for a little while.

cleaning

every wednesday we have a lovely lady, steph, come by to clean the condo. she’s flexible in terms of what to do (ironing! changing sheets!), she’s thorough on the things she does (like cleaning and washing), and she leaves me lovely notes every time.

we got her because otherwise i did most of the cleaning, and it lead to a lot of arguments – i wanted tim to help more, he didn’t have the energy, then i was tiring myself out as well. 3 hours a week is NOTHING, but somehow for the two of us everything else takes more priority than cleaning.

so why the HELL do i run around like a tornado every wednesday trying to clean up? the whole point of us getting her is that i don’t stress. thus, i’m sitting here blogging as opposed to unloading the dishwasher. if i didn’t get to it last night, then that’s it.