There is something deep in my little brain that wants to have the house clean for the new year. I was mentioning this to my boss when he called and said he didn’t have anything for me to do this weekend (Yahoo!)
He’s fairly widely traveled, most recently from Hawaii but I believe he lived in Singapore for some time. He told me the clean house is a deeply held tradition among the Chinese. I think I have also read of this tradition and in fact it might even be where I picked up the idea of the big pre-New Year’s purge.
My house is not going to be Chinese New Year clean. But I do plan to get the (s)crap room cleaned out so I can work in there. It’s taken a big hit over the holidays, what with my making pajamas, cards and mini-albums.
In a constant, futile, attempt to be organized I have established files for:
Scraps of paper (by color)
School and church memorabilia and photos (by family member)
Paper I will never use (by theme)
I have even gone so far as to throw out back issues of scrapbook magazines dating back to 2003.
I briefly thought about going through all of them, carefully tearing out inspirational ideas and filing them. But after about three magazines my back said “no more” and my reasoning, logical mind was laughing hysterically at the thought that I would ever remember to use such a file.
So I gathered them all up and tossed them in the dumpster.
I’m still a long way from having a usable space in the room, but by golly, now I have all my paper scraps organized by color, should I ever remember to use them.
You should hear my reasoning, logical mind. I think it’s going to wet itself from laughing.