Moving was created by the Devil to get more folks on his side

There is no plausible explanation other than that, just sayin'. I curse, cry, and become willing to bargain my soul more during packing than any other time! I can just imagine Crowley making a comment about that now...

Good Omens is one of those books I'd like to make everyone read. Granted, a lot of the people I know have read it but it's the kind of book I'd probably get in a lot of trouble for giving to a teenage cousin. "But they have to read this— they just have to!"

Anyway, there has been some packing and even a little unpacking. None of course, done in the schedule I so carefully created a few weeks ago. I know that's a big surprise to everyone. (The devil's other instrument is Instagram, I betcha.)

Doesn't everyone label their book boxes by genre?

But the big, ugly, sweaty U-Haul fiasco is going to be this weekend. If anyone sees an explosion across the Baltimore skyline it's me and I've napalmed the whole neighborhood.

Is it clear that I hate moving? I do, however, love unpacking!

Dante: You hate people!
  Randal: But I love gatherings. Isn't it ironic?

And since we don't have any furniture upon which to unload our prized possessions we started with the kitchen. The kitchen has lots of cabinet and drawer space. More, in fact than we need — especially in the summer when it is viva produce — so I will have a fun time making sure I use all of them in a clever manner.

Let's do a Before and After reveal.

Quiet day at work. Grocery list and meal planning, check. Time to read my book and sip out of my awesome Jane Austen mug that my husband gave me at Christmas!

Kitchen Drawer Cleanout

Wednesdays are my days off and I adore having a day right smack in the middle of the week to do whatever. In the last year I’ve spent Wednesdays for the most part, slacking. When I was taking care of Dad in his hospital rooms I didn’t mind one slack day a week. Every other day was either at work or with him, a time I am so glad I had now that he has passed. Anyway, I’m trying to get myself motivated once again.

I’ve been trying to wake up early every morning except Sundays but this week I’m actually doing it. I wish I’d taken Before photos of the drawers in my kitchen. They were abominable. Three were chock full of odds-and-ends (to be fair we called them the “junk drawers”) and the other two were simply badly organized. No longer! Now I have a “cutlery drawer” so our sandwich and veg prep station is complete!

I hauled every bit out of them (so many old pay stubs!) and tossed quite a lot. I have a tendency to hold on to little objects much longer than necessary, erasers shaped like pandas, for example. I kept a few of these things, others went into the “give away/donate” box — I put two books in there, too, I am growing! And now I can have two utility drawers.

This way our small tools, like my “good screwdrivers” (a very long story for another day). And, to make my father proud, all cords are tied up with a zip tie. On the top you can see my binders. The first two white ones are for Instruction Manuals and Takeout Menus, the green is my Wedding binder, and the last is my Household Binder which I was inspired to create after reading a collection of posts by Jen @ I Heart Organizing. Actually, getting down to the nitty gritty and redoing the drawers was also inspired by her site. I heart that place, quite a bit.

I am obviously having way too much fun with my new phone and photo apps.

I have a thing for blue, green, black and silver together. It would be embarrassing if it weren’t so true. Honestly, the shoes I’m wearing right now are those colors, too. Not to mention it played a part in choosing the template for this blog.

I wonder if color palette is a personality trait that changes as we age. I know when I was wee my favorite color was cerulean. Silver and black entered the collection in high school and it wasn’t until my twenties that green became involved. Also, I wonder if there is a genetic correlation to color choices. My sister is obsessed with the same shade of green, as well. Hmm.

This little girl is so distracting that I only cleaned one-third of what I meant to today.

Teeny tiny wedding preview. These little ampersands will dot each table.

It’s four days until my wedding. I was looking up photos for my florist as “inspiration” (check out my Pinterest Boards). This says so many things about my wedding: books, ease, simple elegance and romanticism.

Now that I have had a respite its time to keep digging, scheduling, and taking Douglas Adams at his word(s).