I will admit that I enjoy organizing and home improvement projects, but I am not a tidy, organized person.  It only takes a small project to distract me and the whole house goes to hell.

I always look forward to spring cleaning.  I got the bug last week, but as soon as I got started cleaning, I was overwhelmed by kitchen hatred.  When we moved in, the walls of the kitchen were painted an irritating shade of yellow.  I think the realtor chose it to try to distract from the green painted cabinets.  I hate the green cabinets, but I know their days are numbered.  When we redo the kitchen, I will have them painted white and they will be fine. (They are very nice, newish and barely used, but green.)

I finally found a nice color of the palest blueish gray, but the three days of that project left the house wrecked.  Then L got sick.  And then we had a weekend of awesome weather that left me with no choice but spending both days replacing the landscaping I have been ripping out for weeks.  When the kids weren’t outside in the climbing tree, they were inside…destroying the house.

So the house is good and wrecked.  In a stroke of luck, my parents managed to sell their extra lake house last weekend.  That means yesterday and today I finally got back all the furniture and  accessories that I loaned them a mere 10 months ago.  I forgot I had all this stuff.  I don’t know where to put it in the new house.  Plus there is a bunch of random stuff we used for staging the lake house too.

This is very convenient timing, because a friend of a friend is going to take a look at our house next weekend see if she might want to buy it (unlikely, but it can’t hurt to show her).  I would really rather put off spring cleaning and stage the house instead. (There is something much less threatening about staging versus decorating. Decorating is just so permanent, I have a hard time committing.)

I am also annoyed that as I am putting my things away, my whole house is so very, very vanilla.  What it really needs is a bright rug in the dining room.  Shopping for a rug would no doubt derail my spring cleaning indefinitely.

So all of this is a long way of saying, I am up to my eyeballs in house stuff.  I will be back as soon as my living room is not filled with a jumble of furniture and boxes and the dust bunnies have been put in their rightful place.