Seeing Light and Color

Clump #162:  Elevate remaining paper piles; clear and file financial statements.

A quick recap: this was — just part — of the massive paper problem I’ve been chipping away at after our younger daughter threw me a lifeline and sorted everything into specific sub-categories back in January. I was still drowning in paper, but holding on for dear life.

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We needed to clear out the above bedroom for guests,  so I transported the piles to the infamous study floor, too often the site of clutter relocation.  Thus began my 28-day-28-pile challenge on February 1st.

Since then, our cat Pumpkin has been entertaining herself by batting around papers and mixing up the piles when she’s not napping.

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Today I took a big step.  No more papers on the floor.  I have eight days left in the challenge, so I re-sorted eight piles and put them on the kitchen table.  How civilized … they’re ready for tea!

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Then my husband and I cleared one pile, which consisted of financial statements.  Filed most, shredded and recycled the rest.

For the daily dose of color, I draw again on photos I took in Chicago while visiting my older daughter.  We were in a huge Whole Foods Market my daughter described as “like a cruise ship.”  I know other people visiting a great city might take photos of the tourist sites (not a supermarket) and further, wouldn’t choose a destination much, much colder and windier than home for a winter vacation. I guess I am not like most people!

I took these photos of funny napkins.  This is especially appropriate for today, since I feel like I am finally seeing the light.  We are actually about to be freed from our impacted paper problem.  I can see it now … it’s a dream come true!

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This set also spoke to me.  My life.

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We took way more taxis than I ever have in my life (see punishing weather, above).  In one, I happened to focus on the rate chart in front of me and noticed that the “Vomit Clean-up Fee” is fifty dollars.  I remember thinking, well, fair enough.  And then I wondered how much I would have if I had been paid fifty dollars for every time I performed vomit clean-up.  Maybe enough to take a vacation on an actual cruise ship.  Give birth, change diapers, clean vomit … quite a job description.

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Okay, enough nauseating talk!  Let us cleanse the palate with the daily color palette.

Here is the supermarket, with a multitude of hues:

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Roses and eucalyptus, love that grey and pink:

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A striking arrangement at a coffee shop in the area:

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Tulip heaven:

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Back home, this was the white, foggy world of — melting — snow this morning …

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And the same general scene this evening.  It’s working!  Thinking color is bringing it to our white world!

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Finally, today’s “song” of the day is “Rapper’s Delight” with Brian Williams and Lester Holt on Jimmy Fallon’s The Tonight Show.  I can’t imagine how many intern-hours were spent to accomplish this … enjoy!

More Irony

Clump #28:  Restart blog.

Time Flies (Sighted on the NJ Shore)

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The non-act of not writing about and posting my clumps has, itself, now become a clump.  When many days of not posting slip by and accumulate, the psychic build-up is akin to the massive ironing pile documented as clump #26.  Ironically, my ironing pile is under control, but ironing-related posting material coming into my consciousness is piling up.  I should be off the ironing subject but I can’t let it go … so I’m blocked, like steam trapped behind mineral deposit build-up on an iron (sorry).

You know the phenomenon of getting something in your mind and then seeing that thing over and over in the world?  Here’s a sampling.  Hasboro, the maker of the game Monopoly, recently ditched its iron-shaped game piece for a cat-shaped one.  More than 10 million Facebook fans from over 120 countries voted the “depression-era iron” off and the cute kitty on.  I feel this is an important cultural moment.

Apparently the niece of the game’s inventor suggested using the charms on her bracelet for the game pieces.  Would a girl today have an iron on her charm bracelet (do girls still wear charm bracelets?)?  Ironing is an endangered act, what with wrinkle-free fabrics proliferating in the marketplace.  Was it once part of of a woman’s domestic or female arsenal of charms?

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Stephan Pastis, creator of one of my favorite comic strips, Pearls Before Swine, http://www.stephanpastis.wordpress.com, had a good time with this in a series back in April.

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I guess what I’m struggling with is the fact that I’m a throwback to another time.  When I list my occupation on the various forms we’re all required to complete, I’m in the habit of writing Homemaker.  It’s a title that calls to mind Donna Reed or June Cleaver.  Now that my children have more or less grown up and away from home, the full-time mother part of the role is not as much the point of pride it used to be.

So maybe on some level I enjoy the drama of a monstrous ironing pile, since vanquishing it gives me a visible sense of accomplishment.  See what I did?!   Which brings to mind another comic strip, Mutts, by Patrick McDonnell, http://www.muttscomics.com.  I had taped this in my little book of random notes on 9/12/11.  On the facing page I had written, “The better a housekeeper you are, the more invisible your work becomes.”  Hmm.

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And … we’re back to a cat again, an animal Monopolizing the internet, but not necessarily know for its work ethic.