Bogged Down

Today was our last day of school before Spring Break. Whoooo! Remember when Spring Break meant road trips to the beach and a week of partying? Actually, I was never cool enough to do any of that. Instead, I reserved the week of Spring Break to get ahead in my reading for college. I was wild, I tell ya.

And fifteen years later, I am still kicking it nerds-gone-wild style. I am chomping at the bit to get this Spring Break started. This Spring Break will be spent cleaning and decluttering. You're astounded at the level of wild abandon, aren't you?

As a preemptor to the decluttering, I've begun a list of all the rooms in our house, with subpoints of the specific cabinets and closets and drawers that need special attention. Then, the list goes on to outline the places where I will be depositing said clutter--the recycling center, the resale shops, the Goodwill store. I told you I was crazy like that.

I tend to do this every so often, but since Alex was born, I just haven't had the time to purge as often as I'd like. After two years of letting drawers get messy and watching cabinets fill with useless crap (where does this stuff come from, y'all?), I feel like my whole life is a mess. It's hard to get anything productive or creative done in (what I consider to be) a pigsty. So this week, I'm all about the neat & clean.

And then, I'll hit the booze.