I began yesterday with what I thought would be an easy job. De-cluttering the table.. I have one large table in my apartment where we would sometimes eat. Thankfully little A is still in a high chair for eating at the moment. SO in my brilliance I thought ok this will be easy enough. My God I was wrong. I knew the table for a little "messy" as I pass it multiple times a day but really did not anticipate just how much stuff was piled high on it. The only way I can describe it properly is to show you a picture so here you go, my dinning room table.
Just to be sure you can understand the utter chaos which is here, I also took a close up photo.
Now how this got this out of hand I really have no idea. Well I do, realistically it was all pure laziness on my part. Everytime I'd clean up things that didnt really have a proper place or their proper place was in little A's room and she was sleeping or something meant it got dumped on the table. It became a hoard all really that just looked horrible.
However, I got stuck into this Job and now...
There is a place for everything and everything is in its place and NOT on my table!
The photo frames were also hung up on the wall last night (easily have been sitting on the table for at least 2 months now waiting to be put up... bad mammy).
Everytime I look at my table today I feel a small sense of achievement in myself for getting stuck in and doing it. Sad I know but c'est la vie, it's the little things.
In fact I felt so great having completed this I decided to keep going today... dun dun dun!
Since I had tackled the table I decided the next big problem area was little A's toy corner. Now we live in a two bedroom apartment with one main room for tv, dinning and playing, therefore she has a toy corner and many many toys have to fit into it as people love to buy her the loudest, silliest sounding toys they see in shops. Since little A's room also has to be done (definitely a job for when little A isn't home with me as she is today) this corner also stores every pair of shoes she has owned since birth. Don't ask me why but the old me just couldn't be parted from all those little shoes. Well it's a new day and the new me is a hoarder no more.
This was how the lovely teeny tiny corner looked before
This is how the lovely teeny corner looks now.
To be able to see the table itself is a miracle and to finally have somewhere for all of little A's books to go is a Godsend in my eyes. Those books were taking up residence on the floor beside the bookshelf as there was no space for them anywhere else. Well not anymore, two black bags of bits of toys an full toys that were never played with or hadn't been played with in at least six months are now being donated to other little boys and girls.
I am hoping that by taking the pictures and putting them on this blog I am not going to allow these areas to get back to the states they were in before. The room itself now looks so much bigger just by making these little changes.
I am delighted with how they looked and definitely will be tackling little A's room itself before this week is through before I lose the motivation. IF your anything like me this feeling will come and go so you have to make the most of the productiveness. :)
Until tomorrow,
Nicola xx









