Jeanne-ology: Reorganization

It’s Thursday and I was pretty certain that Jeanne was going to cut me when I reminded her that she was seriously overdue for a blog post. I suggested she list out her top ten uses of bleach, but that didn’t even inspire her because we were in the midst of a huge baking schedule and she was WORN OUT. She went home, rested, had some coffee, and rallied to send me the following. Enjoy! Rebecca

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Hello, Thursday readers!   I have not blogged in two weeks and I can't remember why.  For me not to blog either meant I was exhausted from working at the pie shop or maybe I just forgot.  Who knows, but I am back tonight! (Rebecca editing to add: Most often she forgets it is Thursday. She never pays attention to the day and it used to drive me crazy, but I sort of get it now because all the days feel the same - we are baking pies regardless.)

In the past two weeks, I have been doing a lot of re-organization around the house.  One item on my to do list was to clean out my closet.  What a mess. A lot of the clothes in the donation pile consisted of clothes too small for me to wear again.  I kept hanging on to them thinking I would lose some weight.  That pile was huge and filled up four large garbage bags!  Once I had loaded the bags to take to Goodwill, my closet looked bare.  My first thought was to go shopping, but then I decided not to because I seem to wear nothing but pie shop clothes or lounging clothes at home.  I am beginning to like the look of an empty closet! (Rebecca editing to add: I’m inspired. But I’ll probably watch Tik Tok instead.)

My next project was to clean out the kitchen pantry.  My husband wanted to help me but he decided that nothing needed to be thrown away because someday we might actually open up that can of artichokes for a snack.  That can had expired last December!  In fact, we had a number of canned goods that had expired.  My husband wanted to keep them anyway because he reasoned they would still be good to eat.  That's when I threw him out of the kitchen!  In the end, the pantry was cleaned out , scrubbed down, and organized. Now I can easily make a grocery list without shuffling cans around! (Rebecca editing to add: This is the most Jeanne paragraph I’ve ever read.)

Those two projects were on my top list until I was in the shower and realized I was out of soap.  Screaming for him to come to the bathroom and give me some soap was an adventure in itself.  Sticking my head out of the shower door, he looked at me and said, “what soap?”  I knew we had several bars in the linen closet, but he insisted there were none.  His recommendation was to just use shampoo instead of soap.  REALLY?  After the showering, I opened the linen closet.  A quick glance and there were four bars of soap!    After showing him the soap, his excuse of that he shouldn't have to move a bottle of mouthwash out the way to find the soap.  This seems to a common problem with him trying to find things.  If it doesn't jump out and say “HERE I AM”, he assumes the item isn't there. (Rebecca: Correction. THIS is the most Jeanne paragraph I’ve ever read.)

Next mission: reorganize the linen closet. (Rebecca editing to add: There are some good TikToks about that. Ahem.)