dirty...filthy....

After walking on the ground, on cables, on bamboo swings, on elevated seemingly railroad tracks, on knotted rope mesh, I was beat. I didn't anticipate the course to be this physical. I was also sorry to realize that my shoes took some beating. I should have worn a different pair. Despite my aching (and bruised) body, I was still up for some Indonesian dinner, a girl has got to eat and this girl ate!

When asked to hang out at a friend's house after dinner, I didn't have to think about my answer. I quickly answered "Maglalaba pa ako ng rubber shoes ko" (I'm going to wash my rubber shoes).

As I replay the events in my head, I can't help but think that it seemed like an excuse (airhead heroine: I need to wash my hair). For those who once read Sweet Dreams as a kid, they would totally understand (of course Americans never wash their rubber shoes, come to think of it, I think in is a Filipino habit).

(And I did wash my rubber shoes.)

new old clothes, clothes that stay pressed and well stored cables

The nice thing about fixing your closet is that you rediscover clothes that you forgot you had, and all of a sudden you have new ensembles. Although sometimes, you'd come across one article and think Wow, I'd rather not remember that I had this.

I'm happy to see the hung clothes organized and properly spaced--not too crowded may be more accurate (as "properly spaced" is debatable...but so is "not too crowded"). Now, pressed clothes remain in tip top pressed condition.

I still have to go through knitted tops and sweaters in the shelves. We'll see how that goes.

I am challenged with what comes after the shelves, organizing IT stuff.

I might need a container for all the boxes and manuals that are never used, this should go to the deepest, most inaccessible part of my closet. I would also need a container for the HDs, wires and cables that I use almost regularly, preferably something open, would match my room and would not, in anyway be an eyesore, maybe the basket type would work.

It is the first time in my life that I am organizing my room. It is not as easy--or as cheap as I imagined, but I am surprised that I actually enjoy it. I am not turning Monica Geller here but I find that it is quite fulfilling to see that little by little, things are starting to fall into place.

Oh, and I also want to get the organizing over and done with so that I could proceed with my sewing.

hallelujah brother

My brother fixed my closet :)

It is now my turn to do my part in keeping a harmonious home. I should fix my clothes. I hope I would be able to put everything in place by end of day tomorrow.

Love thy brother (he will fix the closet) and sister (in law, she will ask brother to fix the closet).

cleaning and organizing

It started with a jewelry box.

I received a jewelry box as a present for Christmas (it was a nice one too! Yey!) and so I took out some of my stuff and started to arrange them into the designated compartments in the case. As I was going through the desk that had my stuff, I realized that it was a complete mess. I started fixing the drawer too. It was a small drawer, trust me, but it took me a while to tidy up.

When all was done, I found that I had a few things that were out of place. I ended up cleaning up two other (tiny) drawers.

Now, I'm beat. I don't understand why this simple exercise was very exhausting for me.

I now want to organize the other parts of my room but I am not about to knock myself out cleaning. Maybe I'd do it one area--or nook--maybe compartment, at a time.