Poofy Cheeks: Junk In My Drawers

January 7, 2012

Junk In My Drawers

No, this isn’t exactly what you may have thought by reading the title. I’m not talking about the junk in my TRUNK – I’m talking about the junk in my DRAWER. The junk drawer to be specific.

Who doesn’t have a junk drawer, closet, basket, shelf or somewhere they stick the junk? Growing up we had a junk drawer in our kitchen next to the telephone. It was also the drawer that was home to our phone book. Phone book – the thought of one of those makes me laugh. We don’t have a home phone, we don’t use a phone book, and just yesterday we had one delivered to the house. I either want a sign that says we don’t want your phone book, or a sign with an arrow pointing down the recycle bin that says ‘deliver phonebooks here’.

Okay so enough about the phonebook – back to the drawer. I have been highly irritated every time I have opened the junk drawer lately. I mean it IS a place for junk, but it is NOT a place for knotted cords, a broken fire alarm, dog claw clippers for the dog we don’t own, and mystery keys. Hopefully the keys are not to a long lost safe with loads of money and gold.

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I mean this thing will barely close! And where did that crayon on the side of the drawer come from? I JUST noticed it!! Looks like I better get out the magic eraser tomorrow. Want to play Eye Spy? I spy an empty box of chalk, shoelaces, an old laptop battery, and two hammers. I’d love to place the blame on someone else, but I know this is NOT a mess my children made. I’ll place half the blame on my husband and half on …. myself…. okay I said it!

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I bought this lovely organizer from TJ Max last night – I will now call it the clutter cutter.

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Ten million dust bunnies, nails, screws, and batteries later – it still looks like a bunch of junk, but at least it is organized junk. I can FINALLY find the scissors. I no longer have to use my steak knives to open things in the kitchen.

Just thought I’d share my first step to organization in 2012 -

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