Today I am going to share a little home tour of our girly rooms. These are from different years and houses along our journey.
Our first little girl room had a diamond pattern on the walls and an adorable chandelier. I painted the diamonds myself and repurposed the armoire with curtains.
Our second little girl room had stripes and a very pretty scallop painted by some painters I hired right after we moved in.
Our third little girl room has built-in character I just need time to make it special.
You may, or may not remember how my small kids were destroying their closet – daily – for months. Hopefully you don’t. I had to barricade their closet so they couldn’t get in.
This was obviously a temporary fix. I just can’t live with chairs out of place and bad traffic flow patterns in rooms. It’s just not OK with me. I like rooms pretty and functional and right.
Over the past few weeks I have spent time cleaning out closets. This wasn’t your typical closet clean out where you go through everything, fold or hang it nicely, throw out a handful of items, and walk away feeling “successful”.
This was an all out purge. The purgiest purge you ever saw.
First, I put all of the winter clothes in bins. Away they went to be stored until Fall. Every long sleeved shirt, long pair of pants, tights, sweaters and jackets. I only left a pullover or sweatshirt for chilly summer evenings.
Second, I went through their clothes and donated any item I didn’t like seeing on them. Shorts I think are too short, shirts that are ugly, dresses that don’t make me smile. Anything I deemed inappropriate because it had shrunk in areas we wish it hadn’t. All of those items my kids always want to wear that I just don’t care for. You know the outfit, you’ve seen it so many times you want to burn it. Gone.
Don’t worry, they won’t miss them. They haven’t even noticed. They still have more than enough.
So now our closets have about 1/3 of the clothes they used to have in them. This was a real clean out. The mess they make is only 1/3 of the mess they made before. Thank you. I never have to tell the smalls to go put on something more appropriate for the weather because it isn’t in there to put on in the first place. And I never have to worry about them coming down in an outfit I wish my friends didn’t have to experience on them.
This was time well spent. Really well spent.
I have been thinking about what habits I need to change in order to live with less. There will be changes in buying habits for sure. But this week I was struck by the amount of stuff the little people bring in, and spread around, that we didn’t buy. I mean, it comes from everywhere. Everyone wants to give kids a little “prize” these days. Again a reminder of how our culture has fed this epidemic of too much is not enough. This notion that you need a prize for every little thing you do is ridiculous. Can’t we just go to a restaurant and eat? Isn’t that treat enough? We don’t need a promotional prize for that. How about the dentist, shouldn’t we go because its good for us? A “thanks for coming” should be good enough. Healthy teeth is your prize.
So the past week or so I have taken note of the times when I noticed a lot of garbage about to enter my home. And then I stopped it before it entered!
We went to a fast food joint to eat the other day for a quick lunch while we were out. They each got a “toy” with their meal. I say “toy” because, come on, it can hardly be classified as a toy. Advertisement, ploy, junk is more appropriate. On the way home in the car, about two “toy’s” hit the floor and I knew those were not leaving the car unless I picked them up. All of the packaging for the toys was on the floor too. Why do we need so much plastic? There was plastic inside of plastic and a bag to hold the plastic.
As we pulled into our driveway I thought to myself “if I let this stuff enter my home I will be picking it up everywhere for the next week”. So I decided to confiscate it before it went in.
I put the car in park and locked the doors. I asked everyone to pick up the trash on the floor and put it in a grocery bag I had laying around. Once it was picked up the door opened and the kids were off – except for the one that was being the pushiest and they got to go throw the bag away.
I thought of some other strategies here that I could use in the future.
1. The person in the car who does not put their seatbelt on when asked can be the one to clean up for the rest of us after we get home.
2. The instigator in the back seat who is pushing everyone’s buttons could be the picker-upper.
But the most important thing is to make myself comfortable while they get their clean up done. So I put on some tunes that I liked, tilted my seat back and relaxed. I could also, pick up a book and read, get out and check my garden, return a text I received while driving. I’m sure we can all think of something.
The Dentist Visit
I’m so thankful the dentist is sweet and generous with my children but you would not believe how much stuff we came home with the other day after 4 of them had a visit. Four bags to hold our crap, 4 toothbrushes complete with packaging, 4 flossing sticks with sacks to hold them, 4 toys that broke on the way home, 4 toothpastes with boxes, 4 cards with something on them that I didn’t even read – probably an ad. You see where I am going with this. You have more than one kid and this starts to pile up FAST.
Getting better at this game, I confiscated the bags in the dental office before we left by offering to help them carry their stuff. That was easy and it sounded so nice. Once we got home I threw everything out immediately keeping only the toothbrushes, toothpaste and flossing sticks (sans packaging).
It was a ridiculous pile of trash for just a dentist visit. And it would have been all over my upstairs if I had not used the confiscation technique.
The Last Day of School
Not that this happens often, but man does this day provide a lot of trash. Oh, there is plenty of good stuff to save and ooh and aah over, but there’s a lot of junk too. My plan was to confine and deal with it immediately before it began to spread. So we left it all in the mud room and I asked them to sort it out: trash, keep in their personal tub or keep on their bulletin board. The plan seemed to work! They all did it except for one who decided to throw a fit, so I did it for them. Perfect!
So I learned this week that I need to be vigilant about not letting the stuff come into my home in the first place. Vigilance – that’s the hard part.
I have been seeing these gallery walls EVERYWHERE! I love them. But, I didn’t have the time to do one.
Then one day at a MOPS meeting they gave us these beautiful slate boards. And I knew I had to put it up someplace special.
I have this one wall in my mud room. It’s the first thing you see when you come in and the last thing you see when you go out. And it is ugly. So, I set out to create a very small gallery wall there featuring my new slate board.
My gallery wall isn’t much, but its something, and it is a whole lot better than it was!
I purchased a burlap headboard for my guest room this week. I have no idea what I am going to do with that room, but this headboard was a good deal – and I liked it. So, I guess I am going to design a room around a burlap headboard.
After thinking about it, for like a day, and getting some ideas online I think I am going to challenge myself to design a nice comfy room with flea market finds. I know people do this all the time, and are very talented at it, but this is going to be a stretch for me. It’s not a stretch because I don’t like to save money, it’s a stretch because I don’t always have the time to hunt through thrift stores and the like. But, I’m going to try. Beware, this may take me a really long time.
Here are some of my inspiration photos:
I love the old windows.
I love these ruffled pillows. And framing your password for guests is kind of a cool idea. Plus that frame is beautiful!
Years ago I visited a friend’s parents who lived in Michigan. The mom was so sweet and hospitable, kind and generous. And she had a fabulous garden. I fell in love with her garden as much as her that weekend. When we arrived she summoned the dad to go grab some green beans from the garden “real quick”. He was back in less than 5 with a bag full of gorgeous green beans. I was in awe. Growing up in the south things like that didn’t happen. The harsh sun would have burnt them to a crisp long before they could produce something. She threw these delightful beans in a frying pan with some oil and salt. That was it. Oil and salt – 3 minutes. Then on a plate and in front of us in seconds. There they sat, a beautiful bright green color, crisp, yet warm and so, so tasty. The best green beans I have ever had. Ever.
That day I realized there was a different way to eat vegetables. They didn’t have to come out of a can all salt soaked and dark green, almost brown. They could be fresh and crisp and good in minutes.
I wanted a vegetable garden.
But I lived in Dallas where the sun scorches everything it can and not much grows except hot peppers. Oh, plus I lived in a condo with a 4×4 plot of garden in front. Not much hope for me.
But since that day I have had a desire to have a garden of my own where I could grow things and eat them. Sounds so simple. But to date, I have not lived in a place where I had enough yard to plant a garden.
Or so I thought. Until I went to a MOPS meeting this spring and our speaker told us about “square foot gardening”. A guy named Mel Bartholomew popularized the phrase square foot gardening in a book and a PBS television series in the 1980’s. This method is particularly well suited for areas with poor soil, beginning gardeners, children and small spaces. This is for me!
Here is a basic overview of what we did to build our garden using this method:
Here’s what you will need: peat moss, vermiculite, potting soil, ground cloth or weed barrier, 4 1×8 boards cut the same length, nails, hammer, scissors, staple gun, string.
1. Build your garden box.
You will need: 4 – 1″x8″ boards cut the same length. I had to use 2×8″ because my store didn’t have 1×8″ boards. And I used 2′ long boards but you can make yours bigger. Also, a piece of ground cloth to cover the bottom of your garden.
Nail the 4 boards together in the corners. I also used L-brackets to make it stronger. After that, staple the ground cloth on to cover the bottom. Then take some string and mark off 1 square foot sections by tacking the string to the side of your box in 1 foot increments. If you do this on both sides you should end up with a nice grid.
2. Mix your soil.
The soil mixture should be 1/3 peat moss, 1/3 vermiculite and 1/3 compost or potting soil. I poured it into the bed and mixed it up in there. The soil should last for about 3 years and there is no need to fertilize anything, it contains all the plants need. So, “just add water”.
You can get crazy and germinate your seeds inside if you want. I went to the nursery and purchased baby plants to use instead. Once you know what you want to plant you can look it up online or get a book on square foot gardening that will tell you how many to plant in a 1 square foot section. For instance if you want a tomato plant, you can get one in a square foot area but other things you can get 16. So you just have to look that up.
I was surprised at how much you can get in this tiny garden. I will keep you updated throughout the summer on how well we are doing here! This is my first attempt, so let’s not have high expectations, ok?
If you are interested in trying this method yourself, here are some other resources on square foot gardening:
All New Square Foot Gardening: Growing More in Less Space by Mel Bartholomew
Cubed Foot Gardening:Raising Vegetables in Raised, Intensive Beds by Christopher O. Bird
I had a garage sale this weekend. In my room. With my 5 children. You know that pile of stuff I had ‘picked up’ for them over the past month? Well, I told them they could buy back anything they wanted. One dollar per item. They made some interesting picks, especially the smalls. I wouldn’t have saved it, but that’s their business. Of course they could only buy as much as they had money for – which made the picking all that more difficult. But I think it turned out the way it should have in the end.
As you can imagine there was still a lot of stuff left over after the picking was done. So I shifted and sorted and this is what I came up with:
I had 1 tub of garbage. This was all the things that had no business in my home or anyone else’s. Torn clothes, broken toys, doodled on papers, worthless stuff – it was trash, rubbish, waste.
Then I had a second tub of items to donate. Nicer clothes that my kids won’t wear, toys that they obviously don’t care about (and neither do I). And – BONUS – the donation truck came yesterday – excellent timing.
The third tub was a spur of the moment decision on my part. There were things that the kids didn’t care about, but I did. And I could not bring myself to throw them away or donate them because I had paid good money for them and we might need them again. Or better yet, they might ask for them. Oh, then what would I do? I would feel compelled to buy it for them AGAIN. Things like: Hats for costumes, Hawaiian lays for a luau, a game, and a bucket of legos. I have no idea why the Legos weren’t important to someone. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, when you have soooo much of something what’s one more bucket full? And they’re right, who would care? This bin, I will put away in a storage closet for now.
The forth contained clothing items that don’t fit anyone right now, so I will keep them for hand-me-downs later. Fair enough!
I’m thankful to have my room back! It looks so nice and clean.
But this whole process was harder than I thought it would be. It was really hard to get rid of stuff I had paid money for. I felt guilty for having so much extra. I felt guilty for buying it. I felt guilty for not teaching my children to take better care of their things.
In the end I realized I needed to no only purge our home of the excess, but more importantly I need to make a shift in my thinking and my habits.
This will be the hardest part because this way of thinking is pervasive in our culture. Everyone is doing it. We are almost wired this way. Work so we can get the next thing. Things will make us happy. Having an organized, perfect home will make us happy and peaceful.
But it isn’t working for me. It doesn’t bring me peace and rest. I’m more frustrated and frazzled because of all the stuff and even when I organize it to death, it’s still a time consuming job to keep it that way.
To change my habits and way of thinking would be a massive shift. And I’m not even sure what exactly that means right now.
So, for now, I will continue to rid my home of the excess and ponder ways to keep the “stuff” from coming into our home in the first place. Some of this may be my purchasing habits, and some is not.