I never really noticed before how many socks I had. Then my mother bought me some (more) for Christmas. Firstly this is seriously reflective of my age. Worse than this however, she has always bought me socks or tights (never stockings) for a stocking (the irony) filler.

Anyway…my sock, tight, pant, stocking (ha I sneak them in myself) drawer has become increasingly full.

So full I took on the task of counting them. Socks are the one type of item in that drawer I feel I could easily reduce. Mainly due to my general tendency towards dresses and heels. Pants will never be non-essential; each to their own though!

39! Yes seriously. What the actual…. when did this happen? That’s proper pairs too. I chuck the ones I can’t pair (two wash rule).

39 is more than the number of pairs of shoes I have. I should probably admit I didn’t count them today but….I had a clear out of shoes before Christmas. It was a rather large mountain I put into recycling so I am confident they now number less than 39. I digress.

What do I do with this information? Why did I even count them? Am I really that bored today? Am I slightly mad? How do I chose what to bin?

Let’s face it I need to bin some. 39 is ridiculous.

Does anyone else have a sock issue? Are you all now running to count them? I doubt it but it would amuse me if I started a Sunday craze 🙌

Header image: Sandy Millar

Cleaning – my least favourite thing to do

I did a clear-out a few weeks ago and only now feel like I can share the trauma. I started with the wardrobe. Clearing out your closet is good for you; apparently. It allows for a declutter, to donate things to charity and leaves everything a bit more manageable. Problem is that once you have done the wardrobe you pretty much feel the need to declutter your whole house. So I had to move on from the closet and do the whole bedroom. Then the whole living room. Then the kitchen bloody drawers. I know why I needed to start this…but I also keep wandering why I started it.

Necessary evils – cleaning

I clean. I hate cleaning. I still clean. I need a cleaner! It’s a pretty small flat in the middle of Edinburgh so it’s not that tasking to spend a couple of hours a week doing it. I won’t even mention ironing. I could probably talk a lot about my hatred of that task. The upside of cleaning is the fresh feeling of floors being washed, everything put away and the relaxing after it’s done. My house started off clean so I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea to do a clear out.

I did though. Now a few weeks on I am reaping the benefits. Kind of. I have more space and I definitely have less clutter. But I still have to bloody clean. I am currently looking at my floors thinking I need to wash them. The clear out was meant to make it easier but instead it has left me with an evil cleaning obsession. I doubt I will succumb in the long term; but in the interim it does feel both nice and awful all at the same time. I definitely need a cleaner.

Even the ironing is getting done and it is something (not sure I have mentioned this yet) I absolutely hate! I just want to get back to the type of person that doesn’t mind leaving her ironing for a bit….she will get to it later after doing something fun. It’s not that I am a messy person; I just like doing it all at once rather than spreading the cleaning pain throughout the week.

The benefits of de-cluttering

So…I guess I am promoting the benefits of having a clear out. If anything, you will be reminded of all the clothes (and shoes….lots of them) that you have and should be wearing. This is under the threat of them being chucked during next years clearout.

Otherwise. Good for the soul and all that….(still feel like this is an ‘apparently’…still feel traumatised).

The questions left unanswered

During my cleaning / decluttering / clear out phase I washed the inside of my windows. I wash the outside every week or so. The inside I leave longer (being non-specific here in fear of being ostracised). So having asked a lot of people I know how often you should wash the inside of your windows I have found that the answer varies greatly. There are a few folk who said they did it every week. Either they are lying, they are OCD or they are right mucky pups who stick their faces onto their windows. Surely they don’t need washing this often!?? Others said once a month.

My schedule is a bit longer than this. Why clean something that isn’t dirty? I feel like this may be a dirty secret but point to my previous desire noted above that, in life I would like someone else to do it. There are far too many other fun things to be doing. Despite this I have now got a de-cluttered flat and clean windows. My washing is done and everything is in it’s place. I know that for the rest of the day I will put things away straight away. I probably need to go out instead. I should have really stayed in bed with a book. Cleaning is my least favourite thing to do.

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