Avoiding Cleaning

I’m sure I’m not the only one who has a room in the house where the door is perpetually shut. It contains everything that doesn’t fit in any other logical organized place in the house. Kind of like Monica’s closet, only expanded into an entire bedroom. (If you don’t know where that reference is from, stop reading this, go here, catch up, and then come back later) Currently, the room looks like a bomb went off, a tornado went through, and a laundromat exploded. All at once.

We’re getting a new dresser that matches our bedroom set. We already have the King Bed and two nightstands. My parents bought us the dresser as 1/2 my graduation gift, 1/2 our anniversary gift.

The problem is that we already have 7 dressers in the house. Yes, seven. As in one more than 6 and one less than 8. Why do we need 7, you ask? Well, perhaps that question should be best directed to my dearest darling packrat husband. One is a tiny little 4 drawer dresser, that I got from Target to fit in my closet. One is a larger wood thing of Jason’s that is in the closet in the Bombroom, filled with old baseball cards, I think. Two of the dressers come with matching bookcases, and were made by hand by his grandfather. I’m 110% ok with keeping those. They should probably be refinished at some point in the near future, but they look just fine right now. Three other dressers are a set, and I think were possibly made by his step dad, but I can’t say for sure. They were nice, once upon a time. They matched the old bed we had. But they’ve been moved several times, some of the drawers don’t close, and they’re just not in the best shape anymore. I’ve been wanting to get rid of them for a long time. So when my parents told us they were getting the dresser for us, I was ecstatic. We could get rid of not one, but TWO dressers, since the new one won’t fit in our room without removing both dressers currently in there. HOORAY!

Except no.

Mr. Packrat doesn’t want to get rid of both dressers. He only wants to get rid of one. Why? Because he thinks he needs the room for his clothes. He has a lot of clothes, I’ll give him that. But I swear 60% of them haven’t been worn in YEARS. They’re in bags, or in drawers, or laying in a pile in the Bombroom. I’d be willing to bet that most of them are not in wearable condition, don’t fit, or aren’t to his current tastes. I would guess that if we bagged them all up, it would be a good 6-8 hefty duty trash bags full of clothes to give away. But no, he wants to keep them. Fine. THEN PUT THEM IN A DRAWER!

So we need to clean the Bombroom out to make room for one of the dressers coming out of our room. It’s a daunting task. I’ve done a lot of it. I should be doing more. But my couch is so comfy. And Netflix delivered 3 new movies today! And the Wii, well, the Wii just won’t take no for an answer. It sits and stares at you until you just HAVE to turn it on. Like now…