Groan...

[kukla_tko]

I had a very long post to put in here, and instead I will just give you all the gist of it.

Whine whine whine.
Cleaning.

Whimper whine snarl.
House a mess.

Growl snort whimper whine.
SO very unhappy about the mess.

Sigh. Shuffle. sort.

Stuff getting put away, sorted out, and given away.

Comments

[mari-who.livejournal.com]

Poor thing.

I make an offer. You teach me how to do my hair (I believe you said once that you both a) could do this and b) would like to) and I will come over and help you clean. I'm going to the_geoffrey's in about an hour, same reason. Well, minus the hair-doing-part. I seem to have many clutter-prone friends, but I think of it as a sign of intelligence. "Creative minds are rarely tidy" and all.

I like to clean. I must be some kind of big freak. Jayme tells me I'm a housewife and I make her cry. But you should see my kitchen!

Poor me

[kukla-tko42.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

However, ninety percent of the problem is that this stuff has to be sorted out by me, and I have to not only assign it categories, I have to assign it a home.

And it has reached the Chinese Puzzle Box stage. Item A goes in container Q. Container Q is buried under pile XYZ. Items from that pile go: In shelf R, Dresser S, and cabinet T. Cabinet T is being blocked by Item A, and the other two are being blocked by piles V and W.

So in order to put away item A, I have to find new homes for piles V and W. And cascade back.

It's really bad.

Here's one of those "Libra balance" things; I am an organizer, by nature. (That's the Virgo influence.) I can obsessively organize and get things put away and looking spiffy.

Trouble is, as a Libra, I have to maintain balance. Order must be balanced by Chaos.

So... I organize everywhere... and my house turns into that scene from the Labrynth in the junkyard.

Heck, other people PAY me to come and help them clean and organize their houses.

SO, I come home and am too tired of it to muster any energy.

Could I use some help? Yes. But until I get to a certain point, there's not even a place to put a helper.

I am making progress, though. (As in, the opposite of "Congress...")

And there is some kind of vague plan in the works to deal with the storage room. I really could use about $1000 worth of custom shelving. Failing that; Wall of cardboard.

Re: Poor me

[codeb6.livejournal.com]

For some reason I have this mental image of myself prairiedogging to look over a pile of stuff...

I happen to BE a Virgo. And obsessive compulsive. Could I be of any help?

Heh. Libra. (grin) That explains a bit... Okay, that explains a lot. Hehehe.