I'm embarrassed to even admit this, but I fiiiiiiiiiinally got around to putting away the kids' clothes from the Fall transfer today. This has been sitting in the foyer-to-kitchen hallway longer than I would like to admit. An absolute eye sore. But (to me) it seemed like too big a project to mess with. Like, it would take too long. Don't let these cute little boxes and piles fool you. There's barely any organization to it. I had to look at every piece of clothing in order to sort and store. And for any of you out there that *truly* know me, you'll know that I STRUGGLE (with a capital S) with the clothing exchange EVERY single time. Truly a love-hate relationship. I feel SO freaky-deaky blessed to have clothes and shoes for each of my children. GOD HAS PROVIDED ABUNDANTLY. I love how they have so much-- and it is cute cute stuff! But I HATE (despise, loathe, detest, dislike, abhor, etc.) kids trying on clothes & shoes, looking for spots/stains, sorting, organizing, deciding whether to keep/give to someone we know/donate, box, label, run up and down stairs, etc. I cannot even put into proper English words how much I have a disdain for this project. It's unavoidable. And it happens every year... twice. So with that said, perhaps you can understand why I call this my "big dreaded project". And of course, since I've been dreading it, I've been pushing it off until I "have time". Shoot. Who really has the time?! It's just something one has to MAKE time for, whether you want to or not. Well today, I MADE time. And hated it the entire time. But BY GOLLY it's done. And it looks gooooood.
It... is... finished...
Oh yeah, baby.
Feels like I just lost 30lbs!!!