CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- You know when you're in the zone. And I was definitely there this past weekend. I'm still basking in the glory.
Things have been so busy on the career front I've neglected longstanding projects on the home front. OK, I've procrastinated. Busted!
While I do pretty well keeping things in basic order, I've had this one room -- a spare bedroom -- that has been haunting me for quite awhile. And the more I focus on it, the more resistance I seem to face.
So, this past weekend I set out to purge those demons, and the accumulated clutter, from my life (or, at least, from that room). Then I coined the term "committing purgery."
Somehow the assignment catapulted onto a higher plane. Maybe it garnered more urgency because of its resemblance to the legal term "perjury" and the dire consequences that can follow. Only, in this context, everything is aboveboard, and the results are not only legal but welcome!
Armed with this new consciousness, I headed into battle. First up was the file box of warranties and manuals for all those household items. (Why do they put all that stuff in individual plastic bags? They can take up so much space in a file folder! But I digress.)
I set a timer and enlisted my husband, John, to help frame the categories. After all, there's a fine line between electronics and small appliances, right? And what's up with all those remotes and battery chargers?
Having separated everything into multiple piles and purged out-of-date items, it was time to assign individual file folders and labels. That's my favorite part -- I've never outgrown the excitement of new school supplies, so it's no surprise I had a stash of hanging file folders in multiple colors on hand. And it was fun to match the colors with the topics. "Aquarium" definitely had to go into a blue folder, while "heating and cooling" went into yellow (for sunshine, of course!).
I was beaming with pride as I transported the former contents of the overflowing box into a neatly organized file drawer. Truth be told, it was so inviting I found myself making several trips to the file cabinet over the weekend just to open and close the drawer.