Wednesday, January 03, 2007

On Being a Grown-up

Sometimes being a grown-up is no fun. Today, I spent the morning taking down all the Christmas decorations, tree, etc. And I thought to myself, "self, your Mom used to do alot of things for you." Ah, those were the days...though I didn't properly appreciate them at the time.

Sometimes I wish housecleaning, cooking, and laundry would just do themselves. The realization that I may never actually achieve everything all at once is a little depressing. I love having everything organized, labeled, and stored. Andrew makes fun of me because I think plastic boxes are the greatest thing and I can't properly clean and organize without them - a brown cardboard box just won't do.

My latest project has been sorting through my many cooking magazines and books. I'm cutting, copying, and pasting the recipes I think I will use onto 3x5 cards and then disposing of the rest. Lest you be concerned, I'm not pitching the cookbooks - just deciding which ones will have the place of honor in my kitchen and which ones will be stored upstairs. So, here's to a new year and a hopefully a more organized one.

2 comments:

Rebecca said...

I agree with you. It's not fun being grown up sometimes. Don't you just love plastic boxes? They make everything so neat and tidy. That reminds me, I need to buy a few myself.....:)

Kevin & Amy said...

Yes, I agree plastic boxes are totally better than cardboard and they make a huge difference. You inspire me to be more organized. This is something I really need to do. I was proud of myself for finally cleaning my refrigerator yesterday, though. Hopefully that counts for something. :)