A Year Living With Less: Week 4

By Amy L. Hatch

There’s nothing quite like a surprise visit from the dryer repairman to light a fire under you to clean out your laundry room.

My laundry room, in its salad days. (Photo by Amy L. Hatch)

My laundry room, in its salad days. (Photo by Amy L. Hatch)

My dryer quit on me this week, when I literally had loads of dirty clothes piled higher than my washer. When it became clear that someone was going to have to do something about it (or I was going to have to stand at the dryer and hold the timer down for an hour to get it to run), I freaked out.

No, not because my dryer was broken, although that was The Big Stink. I freaked out because A STRANGER WAS GOING TO SEE MY LAUNDRY ROOM.

People, it was bad. Like, “Call Child Services, STAT!” bad. When I finally got all the laundry out of the room, I found at least 12 months’ worth of old potato chips on the floor.

*hands head in shame*

My laundry room is right off the kitchen, and it doubles as a pantry. Three years ago we installed a Rubbermaid shelving system to get more mileage out of the space. They were nice and neat for about, oh, A NANOSECOND.

Then that area became the “Toss It All In There And Close The Door” room. Toys, art supplies, food, canned goods, soda, beer, cookbooks … you name it, we tossed it in there.

Sunday, when I knew the repair guy would need to pull the dryer out, I paid the piper for all that stuff. Big time.

Frantically, I went in and started pulling stuff out. I threw away the empty snack bags (for shame!) that someone put back in there. That someone may or may not be me, I will never tell.

One of the biggest clutter culprits in the laundry room was a mesh hamper in which I dump all the laundry that ends up downstairs — kitchen towels, random socks and any other discarded outfits that wind up on the family-room floor.

In our bedroom, we also had two hampers: Don’t ask me why. I’m sure I had a reason at some point.

I folded up the mesh hamper and stowed it behind the washer. Then I took one solid hamper from our room and put it in the laundry room. That hamper is a) not see-through and b) smaller.

Then I went through the craft supplies and decided what to keep and what to give to preschool. Viola! Clean laundry room.

When my babysitter showed up the next day, she said — and I quote — “Wow! What happened to the laundry room!”

I didn’t know if I should be mortified or thrilled. I was a little of both. But hey! I actually have room for laundry in the laundry room now! Score!

What did you get rid of or organize this week?

Up Next: Who is going to clean that basement?

Share this post: Share this post with the world.
  • TimesURL
  • Gatorpeeps
  • Muti
  • Twitter
  • Posterous
  • Facebook
  • laaik.it
Bookmark and Share

Related posts:

  1. Living With Less: Where To Donate in Champaign-Urbana

Comments

  1. Hollee says:

    I don’t know where you find the energy. I would have asked the babysitter to clean it up…

  2. Allyson says:

    I went through a major purge-the-house-of-stuff phase last fall and it felt SO GOOD!! So, although it didn’t happen this week, I thought I’d share what I got rid of just as inspiration – to others as well as myself, since the piles of junk never truly disappear… oh, and I took everything to Empty Tomb in Champaign…
    - a full set of dishes from when we got married
    - 2 boxes of assorted kitchen appliances
    - 2 garbage bags full of kids toys
    - 3 garbage bags of kids/baby clothing
    - 3 garbage bags of adult clothing
    - 4 winter coats
    - a bag full of shoes we never wear

    And for those who are scared to take the leap — just try it! It feels great!!

  3. Kathe says:

    Woohoo. I kinda liked the mesh basket. It really was handy. Perhaps you should post 1 photo each week of the laundry room. It might provide the impetus to keep it clean for two nanoseconds.

  4. Michele says:

    SO TRUE! I have been forced to de-clutter my entire house when we unexpectantly decided to buy a house before we even considered selling our existing one. It’s been one of the most stressful months of my life, but after three dumpsters and stocking an entire charity store with clothes and books, (don’t get me started on the happy meal toys!) I can now walk through my entire house without tripping over a single toy. I have vowed to never again retain so much crap!

Speak Your Mind

*