Break a Leg!

0049-got_coffee_3-2…well, break a chair in any case.

Dusty has… had a favourite chair. It was an old off-white tweed-like swivel rocker that Dusty had for over 15 years and had been in the family for perhaps 5 or 10 years before that. It had been the accent chair going with a full sized sofa in the family, family-room. The sofa was something Dusty had hated to get rid of a number of years ago when forced to downsize — from a nearly 900 sq foot — two-bedroom apartment suite with large closets and storage unit — to a 450 sq foot basement suite with one small closet… which Dusty could luckily add an 8×8 storage shed to.

…getting back to the story…

I did love that rocker. My Dad had fixed it once, welding a broken piece back onto the swivel base where it had broken off. It was an earlobe shaped loop used to fasten it to part of the base — one of 4 on the swivel rocker base. That repair worked for a dozen or so years until perhaps 6 years ago when the weld gave way. I had no way to weld it and Dad wasn’t in a position to be able to help. The head of the screw on the remaining lobe on that side had broken off and the screws in the supporting piece of wood loosened allowing the whole base to pivot… not good. Anyway, I fixed it by taking the good screw from the side with the broken lobe and fastening the swivel base with only 3 screws and lobes and taking extra wood screws and good white glue and reworking the wooden supports for the base.

Black recliner (arm chair)

Black recliner (arm chair) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

That worked for the 6 years… but bang! the chair broke a few weeks ago! This time, I figured I couldn’t fix the base again. I removed the base and put the chair on a board (to protect the carpet)  and sat on it (a lot lower to the floor) and pondered getting a replacement. I really used the chair more as a recliner than a rocker anyway so I started shopping for a recliner — even on my low budget.

I actually did my shopping online seeking out the best store to buy from. I looked for the greatest selection and best prices… good quality and a store with a decent name were important as well. I wanted a place that I could trust in case there were issues with the purchase like damaged merchandise. Actually the best place I could find was a chain called “The Brick“.

“The Brick” had a good selection and good prices even though their sales came and went like the tides. (regular and frequently) I went there and actually got a great deal on a very nice recliner… because it was a colour that most might not care for… but Dusty could live with.

Some call it “Spice”.

…most would call it “orange” or “pumpkin”.

That sounds pretty bad, but actually it goes well with warm wood grains and adds a splash of colour to an otherwise dark room. Besides it is high quality and very comfortable and I like it. (I might prefer brown or a dark colour but… the price was right.)

…getting on with the story.

English: art deco club chair

English: art deco club chair (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The chair is a fair sight larger than the swivel rocker and it doesn’t swivel. It also needs room to recline even if it can be placed fairly close to a wall. I also wanted to place it in a different location… and there were boxes there.

clutter clutter clutter

It also meant that they had to deliver the chair which meant delivery men had to get in the door and move in Dusty’s rather cluttered nest. That meant one thing… some organization was needed. (Maybe even some de-cluttering?)

It took a lot, but I reduced one box, moved four more to a more convenient place and got rid of a bunch of long past due recycling. When the recliner finally came, it could go straight where it belonged. I placed a floor lamp where it belonged and two side tables et voila, I had a living-room!

I really hadn’t had a living-room since I moved here due to the clutter.

I have a bit of inspiration to do a bit more clean-up and de-cluttering as well.

The point?

It seems that one way to de-clutter is to make a change in your life. In mine it was the need to replace that old favoured chair. What might you change… or what change might be forced upon you? Can you deal with the change, or will it break you?

Bye for now,

Dusty
D. Cluttermouse.

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Tea 4 Too

One minor thing I did today was to have a look at my tea collection. I went and moved my regular teabags from the Hershey’s cocoa plastic “tins” to some stackable clear plastic deli containers. The advantage is that the deli containers nest into each other when empty, as do the lids — and being transparent I can see what is inside them. Still… it won’t be easy to toss the Hershey’s containers into the recycling bin as it takes a long while for me to empty a whole cocoa container and they are nice plastic containers that seal fairly well.

Clutter experts would probably recommend just getting plastic storage containers… but I feel why buy what I already have… but then again how many containers do I need…

In any case I am thinking of moving the tea to those stackable containers. Since you don’t know, I have over a dozen types of tea. I have two or three types of Earl Grey, Two or three types of Green Tea, Various Herbal Teas, and a number of Black teas. I tend to reuse the nice Tetley Tea cylinders, but wonder about using the deli containers for the others… I just have to make sure they are identifiable if they are not in individual envelopes.

I did make a bit more room on my tea shelf… oh dear, I have a tea shelf! It is right below my spice shelf. The shelf above has sugar, brown sugar, Splenda, Sugar Twin, Real Lemon & Real Lime crystals, icing sugar, Koolade, and a few other things that seem to fit with that.

The big thing is working to keep them all organized and useful.

I still have to find a way to corral my plastics and store them.

~ Dusty
D Cluttermouse

Another One Bites the Dust

Well, it wasn’t a big accomplishment last night, but I got into another box, emptied it, put the contents into places I wanted them to go and flattened the box for recycling. When I flatten a box it goes one of two roots. If it is a “moving & storage” box that I or a family member paid money for and is in decent condition I place it behind a dresser near the door so that my parents or brother-in-law can take it for future family moves. If not, I flatten it and put it outside to be bundled for recycling.

Well… there is a third category for special boxes… I have purchased over years filing boxes — they used to be called bankers boxes — which are sturdy and can be folded or set up without tape and can be stacked filled fairly high. They are also the same size so they stack well. The are the size of a letter file folder wide and a legal one long. They have separate tray-like lids that fold flat too. Anyhow I flatten them and put them under my bed to be used for storing things in my closet and eventually in a wardrobe or storage shed. There are also small boxes I might keep for sorting stuff into larger boxes.

Anyway the box I went through last night was filled with a set of mugs I collected which have Canadian scenes on them and I use for company. I have them now displayed on the back of my stove and they look nice there. The box they were in also was on a shelf in one of my book shelves so that meant that I could then put an armload of books onto the now vacant shelf.

I might not be going through a box a day, but it is a start.

~ Dusty
D Cluttermouse

129 pens… 10% work… why can I only find a fuchsia one?

Howdy!

Welcome to my clogged blog! — or rather my de-clogging blog where I shall be blogging about the de-clogging of my life.

I’ll be writing about many things and hopefully be able to keep the focus on getting things in my life into a bit more order. I don’t really want everything regimented — that is something I really do not want — but rather I just want to be able to keep what I cherish and want and be able to actually find and use or appreciate it. Right now, I have far too much clutter in my life.

I have some theories on why this is and I will try to address them on my journey to a healthier existance and likely I shall find that some of these paths are dead ends and only looked like promising leads to solutions.

Some of what I write might seem contradictory for the very reason that this is a voyage of self discovery and I am not really sure of the solution to my problems.

I do know that I am giving it a go… I must warn that I have some other issues that will make it seem like I am not trying. …perhaps my time frame is just a bit different than your own.

At least for the moment, I shall blog to unclog!

~ Dusty
D Cluttermouse.

Life’s Journey

When I was born, I was very young…

When I grew up living with my parents it was in houses with more than ample storage space for toys and all the things of my youth. My parents had room for their hobbies and crafts and the family things like camping equipment and sports equipment — not to mention room for retired furniture kept for a future “rumpus room”.

For health reasons I lived with my parents through my twenties while going to university. At the time we really didn’t know what the cause of the problem was, but they were keeping me from successfully competing in the job market or completing my degree. I did get a great education though.

Finally Mom and Dad decided to move into a townhouse condominium and while I would be welcome to move with them, I figured it was well past time I should “launch” out on my own.

Problem was with coping with all my acquired possessions while renting…

It hasn’t been easy despite five moves (Five and a half, and perhaps I shall talk about the half some day here.) and trying very hard to reduce my possessions with each move. Each time has been very stressful for me and I have at least on one occasion gotten rid of well over a ton of material to the dump. (Literally as measured on the landfill scales.)

Now I find myself trying to squeeze into a one bedroom basement suite with a single bedroom closet. I still have ⅓ of my stuff out on the covered porch waiting while I cope with finding places for the stuff that I already have moved inside.

I do need help to cope with it and am trying to figure out just where to find it while living on a disability income. I have plans to get an outside storage shed and a wardrobe closet for indoors, but they cost money and money is a precious commodity. Even then those storage items might only be temporary as I may yet have to downsize from a 1-bedroom unit to a bachelor suite sometime in the near future.

Still, I know that it will be worth it to downsize no matter how difficult it seems.

I’ll let you know how it works out and how I get there!

~ Dusty
D Cluttermouse