Monday, July 7, 2008

Moving a Mountain - One Small Stone at a Time :-)

Yeah! I tackled "my pile" in the garage! The one I've been putting off for far too long. What a difference a few hours can make when you set your mind to it. :-) My husband has great plans for organizing our garage, but he has been hindered by a 6 foot by 4 foot pile of "my stuff" that I needed to make some decisions about - should I store, should I give away, or should I throw away? When I started, I made sure to round up my "sorting buddies" -

~ trash bags, note cards, hole punch,
sharpie, and twist ties ~

After a few hours and some concentrated effort
I present the results -
2 bags and 1 box for the attic, 1 bag of trash,
and 11 bags that will be leaving my home!
(I giggled when I thought about having an "I'm Outta Here!" shelf like Laura, the Organizing Junkie, suggests. For this pile I would need an "I'm Outta Here!" room.)

The "outa here" bags -
4 bags to Goodwill (men's clothes, children's clothes, toys, and household items)
4 bags to my sister (boy's clothes, girl's winter clothes, girl's summer clothes, and toys)
1 bag of borrowed girl's clothes I'm returning to a friend
1 bag of boy's clothes I am passing on to another friend
1 bag of books to return to the church library


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~ for today ~
Monday July 7th, 2008

Outside my window...
is a sunny summer day.

I am thinking...
about how blessed I am to live in America.

I am thankful for...
my husband being home this week since his business trip was postponed.

From the kitchen...
homemade pizza for supper.

I am creating...
a "bola" scarf to wear this winter. Instructions coming soon to Heritage Schoolhouse. :-)

I am going...
to the grocery store this afternoon.

I am wearing...
a white t-shirt, a denim skirt, and hot pink flip flops (those wal-mart ones that are now on for $1 a pair - between the two of us, I think my daughter and I have every color!)

I am reading...
favorite blogs.

I am hoping...
to tackle "my pile" that is waiting patiently for me in the garage to sort - "to store" / "to give away" / "to throw away".

I am hearing...
the washing machine.

Around the house...
my husband is working in his office, the children are playing, and Daisy is sleeping.

One of my favorite things...
is homemade cinnamon rolls. :-)

A few plans for the rest of the week...
the children have chess club at the library tomorrow afternoon and other than that I'll just be piddling around the house...and tackling that pile in the garage. :-)

Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you...
a frame on my kitchen windowsill.

A Month Of Proverbs

Proverbs Chapter 7

Warning Against the Adulteress
1 My son, keep my words and store up my commands within you.
2 Keep my commands and you will live; guard my teachings as the apple of your eye.
3 Bind them on your fingers; write them on the tablet of your heart.
4 Say to wisdom, "You are my sister," and call understanding your kinsman;
5 they will keep you from the adulteress, from the wayward wife with her seductive words.
6 At the window of my house I looked out through the lattice.
7 I saw among the simple, I noticed among the young men, a youth who lacked judgment.
8 He was going down the street near her corner, walking along in the direction of her house
9 at twilight, as the day was fading, as the dark of night set in.
10 Then out came a woman to meet him, dressed like a prostitute and with crafty intent.
11 (She is loud and defiant, her feet never stay at home;
12 now in the street, now in the squares, at every corner she lurks.)
13 She took hold of him and kissed him and with a brazen face she said:
14 "I have fellowship offerings at home; today I fulfilled my vows.
15 So I came out to meet you; I looked for you and have found you!
16 I have covered my bed with colored linens from Egypt.
17 I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.
18 Come, let's drink deep of love till morning; let's enjoy ourselves with love!
19 My husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey.
20 He took his purse filled with money and will not be home till full moon."
21 With persuasive words she led him astray; she seduced him with her smooth talk.
22 All at once he followed her like an ox going to the slaughter, like a deer stepping into a noose
23 till an arrow pierces his liver, like a bird darting into a snare, little knowing it will cost him his life.
24 Now then, my sons, listen to me; pay attention to what I say.
25 Do not let your heart turn to her ways or stray into her paths.
26 Many are the victims she has brought down; her slain are a mighty throng.
27 Her house is a highway to the grave, leading down to the chambers of death.