More of not much
Apr. 24th, 2005 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisMy clothes are finally organized in baskets lined up against the bedroom wall. Last week it was a pain in the neck to get dressed for work. This week, at least I'll know where stuff is. The rest of the laundrying is laundrying.
Next load will be my Crocs. The Croc owners instructions says to clean them with Armour All (not sure how to spell it and I'm not even sure what it is) but I'm going to give spinning them through the washer a try. I think the dishwasher would probably do a better job but I can't control the temperature there and I'm pretty sure that cold water is the only safe bet. I don't want melted Crocs.
I've divested myself of some old chairs - they were fake cane seat chairs that came with the first house I ever bought. The elderly couple who had lived in it for 40 years, died and the family sold it. They were asking $28,000 unfurnished and $30,000 furnished (and I mean furnished... fully. Including pots and pans and silverware and ferns and linens.) I offered $27,500 for the place furnished and they accepted my offer. This was 1975 in rural North Carolina. My husband got most of the furniture since it went into the house we bought when I sold that one and got married. He kept that house and the furniture which was fine by me.
But three of these chairs survived. I'm sure there were 4 but one disappeared forever ago. They are some of the most uncomfortable chairs in the world. Since I've lived here, they have lined the hallway. I made chair covers for them a while back and they kind of just melted into the wall and gave Jake and Betty nice nap spots. But, now they are gone. Well, one remains - it's holding the bedroom TV.
I think once the sofa goes, hopefully this week, and the closets go in, this week for sure, I'll be able to fit everything into the closets or the kitchen or the bathrooms or the terrace to make the carpet installers happy. I am amazed at how much stuff I no longer have. And delighted.
Next load will be my Crocs. The Croc owners instructions says to clean them with Armour All (not sure how to spell it and I'm not even sure what it is) but I'm going to give spinning them through the washer a try. I think the dishwasher would probably do a better job but I can't control the temperature there and I'm pretty sure that cold water is the only safe bet. I don't want melted Crocs.
I've divested myself of some old chairs - they were fake cane seat chairs that came with the first house I ever bought. The elderly couple who had lived in it for 40 years, died and the family sold it. They were asking $28,000 unfurnished and $30,000 furnished (and I mean furnished... fully. Including pots and pans and silverware and ferns and linens.) I offered $27,500 for the place furnished and they accepted my offer. This was 1975 in rural North Carolina. My husband got most of the furniture since it went into the house we bought when I sold that one and got married. He kept that house and the furniture which was fine by me.
But three of these chairs survived. I'm sure there were 4 but one disappeared forever ago. They are some of the most uncomfortable chairs in the world. Since I've lived here, they have lined the hallway. I made chair covers for them a while back and they kind of just melted into the wall and gave Jake and Betty nice nap spots. But, now they are gone. Well, one remains - it's holding the bedroom TV.
I think once the sofa goes, hopefully this week, and the closets go in, this week for sure, I'll be able to fit everything into the closets or the kitchen or the bathrooms or the terrace to make the carpet installers happy. I am amazed at how much stuff I no longer have. And delighted.
