Ship Shape Shirts

Some things bother me and I cannot help myself.  I have some OCD.

I noticed all of Far Guys shirts were mixed up in the closet…he carries away his own laundry.  There was no rhyme or reason to the organization…cause there was none, the summer wild print shirts were here and there not in their group.  The long sleeved shirts were hanging with the short sleeved shirts…it was all willy nilly.  Instead of being bitchy about it I fixed them all.  I came out of the bedroom and said “Did you know that your short sleeved shirts were all messed up with your long sleeved shirts?”  He grinned at me and said “Oh my that must be why I slept so badly last night.”  Then he said “They were in numerical order.” FUNNY.

My shirts are separated by sleeve length and then by color …pink, blues, turquoise, peach, green, yellow, red, black, white and prints.  I hang everything in the laundry room as it comes out of the dryer…I sort my colors there and then take them to the closet.  I used to make sure everything was hanging the same way you know fronts facing right…but I decided to just let go a bit and not be so anal about it all.

How about you?  Are your shirts hung or folded?  (Far Guy has some folded everyday T Shirts…I do not.) Do you separate by sleeve length and color?   Do you take all the laundry away in your house? 

Recently I gave Noah a lesson about how to properly fold a shirt…just like in the store.  I think he appreciated the lesson…he said he did.

Spirit Lake in Menahga Minnesota.

Flowers For Me?

I am on my last day at the museum.  Sure I will have to go in on Friday for a bit, and next week to pick up odds and ends…but the end is in sight.  I can see it from here.  Some days I wasn’t sure I would make it to the next day..but here we are at the end of the season. What a relief.

My cold is still making me miserable, how much snot can one head hold anyway? 

Yesterday Tess finished off one of her projects and was helping me with the newsletter for October when I heard the jingle of the sleigh bells that are on the front door.

It was my youngest volunteer and her Grandpa with a delivery.   My youngest volunteer was so excited she could barely contain herself!  Flowers for me?  “Yes! For you!” she replied.  She had a good summer helping out at the museum, she has a healthy curiosity about everything in the museum except mannequins.  She is a little frightened by mannequins.  She learned to dust properly, how to wash windows, and was my best carpet sweeper gal, she also wrote her own treasure hunt, she helped me create and update displays, her least favorite job was putting obituaries in acid free sleeves.  The last day she spent with me, we designed a family tree for her to research over the winter.  She had to go back to school when school started, but occasionally stops by for a visit to see what’s new or old as the case may be.

I was thrilled, it is a pumpkin stuffed to the brim with flowers!  It is a lovely gift!

I don’t “do” flowers inside often, they usually give me a cold or aggravate allergies but I already have a cold so what the heck!

It is nice to be appreciated! :)

Carpet Completed

Finally, the carpet has been installed. The project that I wanted completed before Christmas is completed by Easter. It was quite a project, we carted "Stuff" into the bathroom until we were exhausted. There was a method to our madness, whatever we packed in there did not have to be moved twice! Then we moved everything from the east to the west, the installer laid that carpet, then overnight we moved everything from the west to the east..we had to call my brother and one of our nephews to help move some really heavy items that Far Guy and I just drug over the sub-floor..but could not be drug over on the new carpeting. The next day the carpet installation was completed and furniture was moved back to where it might possibly belong. Since then I have been trying to get everything out of the bathroom..finally success. It is presentable up here now.. here are the previous photos. If you care to look at them.

The best part of this entire project..no more slivers in the Grand kids toes and feet from running up there without their socks on. No more micro surgery on the kitchen table with someone screaming that they are sorry that they were running.

View from the stairs.

This is the real color! Brown!

View from the French Door..you may note that something is missing..the huge Oak Cabinet..It's treasures were packed away, Andy and Jen moved it to the garage for me..in it's place a custom pine cabinet with glass doors flanked by two window seats will be built. The design is still in my head..but is coming out in bits and pieces, and Far Guy is trying his best to visualize what I want..and making my design a reality. ..or something really close to my reality. We will build it when the weather gets just a little warmer. Far Guy is finally trimming out the windows up there..it is in progress..I will post that project when it is completed!

I still feel like I need a decorator.. for the placement of the furniture.. I attempted some new things..but eventually I just moved the old stuff back in the same old place. It could be..that I don't have the right combinations of furniture ..that happened to me downstairs..until I purchased new furniture specifically for the space. Possibly it could be the new disease..new carpet new window treatments new furniture syndrome..I just got the real measurments for the windows..one thing at a time:)