Wednesday, January 6, 2010

The Process of Packing

So I started packing for Logan today, like I had planned. Oh heavens - save me!

It all began by folding my laundry. Then I began trying on all the clothes that Mindy gave me...again...to decide what could stay and what should go. An hour later I had come to the conclusion that I liked most of it and wanted to keep most of it. This meant I must go through all my old things and decide what to let go of. My heart broke a little. But I managed to part with a few things...I should part with more....but I don't like dwelling on that thought.

Thus, all the clothes were removed from my "collection of the floor." But I still had a boat load keeping me from walking into my room properly. What the heck? I just spent hours picking up what I thought was the majority of the mess!

I eyed a large box that was taking up a significant amount of room. My Lightning McQueen headboard - just waiting for me to open it up and put it together.

Oh my heart! What a beast. I managed to piece this much-bigger-than-expected headboard together after a lot of sweat....and sweat. (Note to self: do not wear long sleeved micro-fiber pajamas when working, may cause loss of sweat). I was proud of my work though and was excited to attach it to my bed! I looked over the instructions and understood what needed to be done complete this task.

I moved my nightstand and pulled my bed out from against the wall. I dragged the McQueen headboard over and realized that I have arranged my bed backwards for 10+ years. Do you realize what this means?!?!?! I had to flip my bed around, which also meant moving all my crud to one side of the room and manuevering this old bed frame! I continued to sweat...and sweat.

When I pulled my bed out from against the wall, I realized that what lies beneath had not seen daylight for nearly six years. The carpet was caked with dust and there were feathers everywhere from my old feather pillow. I bet that a mouse could have lived there contently. Out of utter disgust, I ran upstairs to retrieve the vacuum. Sweat...and sweat.



At last, I was able to flip my bed around so that the headboard could be attached to where my head would rest! I attached Lightning McQueen to my bed and was so excited! It looks grand! Mind you, I take pride in the fact that any five-year-old boy would be jealous of my room. :)



Since the bed had been switched around, it occurred to me that everything else on my bed must be flipped around too...including my bed skirt....underneath the mattress...ugh...

I took off my comforter and discovered a decapitated spider amongst my sheets. Oh ho ho!!!! o_O Off went the sheets and into the washer they instantly went. I didn't even want to think about how long it had been there...and if this itsy bitsy headless spider had friends.

I figured at this point in the game, it would be a good time to shower. After my shower, I came down to my room once again and spied some Christmas candy. I sat on my sheetless bed and harfed while thoroughly enjoying my favorite magazine, The Smithsonian. When I stood up, I realized that I had dropped some chocolate and melted it onto my mattress. BLAST!

Once I cleaned that up, I stared at my room. It looked as if I hadn't touched a thing. In fact, it looked worse than when I had started! *sigh...



My sheets were now clean and dry, but now my bed skirt was very wrinkley. I considered just putting it back on the bed, but I knew it would drive me crazy if I didn't do something about those wrinkles. So I went to iron it. I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong, but for some reason the iron liked leaving burn marks all over my nice white bed skirt! I was so mad, as Marie could assure you. Eventually I had everything on the iron adjusted correctly and figured out a few tricks so as to avoid more burn marks. This was taking forever!!!

At last, I was able to piece my bed back together, and vacuum a little more. One half of my room looks stellar! The other half terrifies me. So although my bed is cleared off and has clean sheets, I don't think I can bear to sleep in my room tonight. Couch here I come!

Oh tomorrow...

1 comment:

Goaslind Gang said...

Jess!! I can't even begin to tell you how glad I am that I'm not the only person who has been living in a self proclaimed tornado zone all break! I just can't bring myself to do anything productive and cleaning is at the very, very, very, VERY bottom of the want-or-even-need-to-do list!