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November 6th, 2005 @ 11:16 pm | domestic | Post a Comment

This post is dedicated to my mom. Those of you readers who know my mom know just how cool she is. (And not in a Harriet thinks George and Laura are cool kind of way.)

Mom, today I went to Costco. From you I learned the art of buying in bulk for only two people. Who don’t cook.

Then, I made your famous, delicious Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies. Like you, I have yet to eat one myself and instead will make my coworkers eat them all tomorrow. (Note to readers: If you want the recipe for these, email me! I’m sure Mom won’t mind.)

But the real reason I have dedicated this post to you, Mom, is because of my closet.

A few weeks ago, I had a little Come to Jesus with my closet. It was glorious. But the old Janet would have quickly forgotten the Joys of Organization and gone back to her regular life of The Piles. A Pile for Everything, and Everything in a Pile.

I’m sure my mom (and Alison, and Alli, and Andrew…) can tell stories about my horrible room-cleaning skills. I can dawdle, sort, browse, and tinker through all of my possesions without ever actually CLEANING them. There is a story out there (I won’t say whether it’s true or not) that my old roommate Kate and I spilled a plant full of dirt onto our carpet and just placed an IKEA rug on top of it and then made it our Dirty Clothes Pile for the rest of the year.

(This is the same roommate with whom I shared a toothbrush for four months and didn’t know it. What can I say? We drank a lot that year…But back to the closet.)

Today, nearly a month after its initial cleaning, the closet is still so pretty!

the closet once more

(I scrubbed the innards of the fridge today, too. I have to keep some sort of domestic insurance policy just in case The Piles start coming back.)

comments

  1. Am very impressed. Would love to attend knitting partay this week (since I want to learn how to knit) but due to gas prices being so high and cash influx being so low I must bow out until another time. But please can I come next time???? Pretty please?
    :) Ash

    p.s. The air mattress is actually pretty comfy as a bed. But? It sucks as a table.

    written by Ticket 4 Two

    November 7th, 2005 @ 10:10 pm

  2. The closet looks great.

    The toothbrush story makes me scared. Did you about die when you found out you had been sharing? Gross!!

    Come and clean my fridge. Please.

    written by Isabel

    November 8th, 2005 @ 5:42 pm

  3. I think Janet’s mom is pretty cool too…and those cookies sound so good. :)

    written by Betsy

    November 8th, 2005 @ 9:50 pm

  4. Remember that picture from packing day freshmen year? The one with you in the box? I may have to scan that photo and throw it up on my blog as proof of just how dirty our room used to be. I must say, I am very impressed! Especially considering I have not changed a bit…

    written by jessica

    November 9th, 2005 @ 10:42 am

  5. I, more then almost anyone else (except maybe your family) can attest to the former maddness of Janet’s childhood bedroom. I never told you this Janet, but I recently had a nightmare where I had to get a VIP area ready for a rapper my radio station was bringing to town, and the VIP room was going to be your bedroom! It was a complete mess and I was very stressed about it! But anyway, I’m very proud of you for keeping your closet clean. Keep it up!

    written by Mrs. Poochie

    November 9th, 2005 @ 10:43 am