tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32758709797306723492024-02-18T20:23:36.113-08:00trashed.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.comBlogger240125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-8091358762772139042012-01-01T18:09:00.000-08:002012-01-01T18:09:40.774-08:00G's SummaryLike Kara mentioned, this project is over but not. It will be a continuing project. So what did I learn?<br />
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1. It was nice to have a commitment, but I think if we weren't blogging the results we could have gotten rid of this stuff in 3-4 batched cleaning weekends. We ended up blogging in batches anyway if you didn't notice. It sort of slowed us down. It also sucked a ton of time out of Kara's already busy schedule.<br />
2. I HATE throwing "perfectly good" things away. I'll do anything in my power to keep them alive as long as they are cluttering somone else's house.<br />
3. We didn't make a dent. It still feels like we have too much stuff. My hatred of clutter is why this started, but I still feel cluttered. The key is not bringing more stuff into the house and we failed at that pretty hardcore. I collect things like tools instead of shoes which feels different, but doesn't cure the problem completely.<br />
4. Playing a "one in/one out" game might have worked better in the end, even more-so for K.<br />
5. People are like gold fish. We expand to fit our allotted space. The best way to not have stuff you don't need is to not have the space to store it. Just because you CAN fill two closets doesn't mean you should.<br />
6. This is a luxury problem, and I'm thankful for the fact that I can give this many things away. While I'm helping the US economy, I think I should buy less stuff.<br />
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Hopefully we inspired some people to clean up their acts too. Maybe we should post occasionally when we get rid of any "WTF?" type items we find in the house.<br />
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Have a great year!<br />
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<br />G-Dubhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13487979817790103012noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-87317216973126988022012-01-01T17:39:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:40:50.879-08:00Did I mention.......that we're done? Because we're done. We're done!<br />
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A few things I learned this year (and then I'll have G log on and add his two cents too):<br />
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1) My cleaning method is counterproductive. It's like getting rid of rats -- I have to scare everything out into the middle of the room before I can get rid of it. You can tell I'm "cleaning" when there's a huge pile of random crap in the middle of the room. We're still getting rid of things past the 365-day mark, and you should see the floor of my office :(<br />
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2) It's easier to get rid of something when someone you know can use it. I hate generating waste or sending my stuff into the Land of Misfit Toys.<br />
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3) As we were going through the year, there were several times that we said, "Eh, we can't blog about that -- it doesn't count." (And we did throw away some stuff that we didn't photograph or blog.) But for most of those things, there was a point where we <i>needed</i> it enough to pay for it. I think my goal for the coming year is to really assess how much I want or need something before buying it. Do I already own something that would serve the same purpose? Am I ever going to watch that DVD? Could I borrow that book from the library, or wear a dress I already wore, or read and recycle some magazines instead of buying five more magazine files at Target?<br />
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By the way, I'm doing another project this year -- but a "52" instead. I'm reading a book a week. If you're bored and/or interested, I'm blogging about it (with less frequency but more punctuality) at my business website, <a href="http://www.karawahlgren.com/">www.karawahlgren.com</a>.<br />
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Happy 2012!Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-20912010179290442892012-01-01T17:28:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:28:02.299-08:00Day 360-365: More Frames!Okay, so we have six days to fill and got rid of 11 frames. Doesn't quite line up, but...whatever. WE'RE DONE!<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">SUCCESS!</span><br />
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DESTINATION: G's sister and brother split the lot.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-12786329624827147912012-01-01T17:25:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:25:25.840-08:00359: Laundry BasketI bought this for newborn photos when I first started shooting newborns, but a) everyone else has the same basket, and b) it's significant larger than the average newborn and doesn't make posing terribly easy.<br />
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DESTINATION: Neighbors'.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-18021379554579628172012-01-01T17:22:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:22:35.983-08:00Day 355-358: Dining Room SetWe inherited this dining room set from G's parents when we moved into our first real, non-apartment house in 2003. It's done good the past few years, but we've been wanting to build a farmhouse-style table (by which I mean G will do all the building and I'll just give a lot of unsolicited opinions). But we didn't want to get rid of this table since it had been in his family for 34 years. Luckily his sister just moved back to NJ and needed a dining room set -- so she's getting this one, and G's getting a big pile of lumber. Yay! <br />
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DESTINATION: Manahawkin.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-84895051091612733212012-01-01T17:17:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:17:39.933-08:00Day 354: Nintendo HatWe thought this hat was awesome and kept waiting for the perfect opportunity to give it to someone, which never happened.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-71255070993497743482012-01-01T17:16:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:16:37.321-08:00Day 353: Battery ChargerThis thing has to be at least 10 years old. It definitely pre-dates current rechargeable battery technology, because the rechargeable batteries actually hold a charge for about three and a half minutes.<br />
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DESTINATION: Trash.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-90236485058464723212012-01-01T17:15:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:15:11.639-08:00Day 352: Shot Glasses, Part 3We had about 12 of these dainty little shot glasses. In case you just want half a shot. By the way, I never do shots and G might do a few per year, depending on how many weddings we attend. Why did we own 21938469234692839 shot glasses?<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-81293384082905987172012-01-01T17:13:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:13:20.133-08:00Day 351: Shot Glasses, Part 2Ed Hardy always makes me think of Jon Gosselin, unfortunately.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-37516216134050975312012-01-01T17:11:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:11:17.684-08:00Day 350: Shot Glasses, Part 1G and I have probably bought seven things at Ron Jon's between us, ever. But when we acquired these Ron Jon's shot glasses, we couldn't turn them down! So we stored them in our hutch because you never know when you'll have 15 people over and everyone wants to do a shot and no one wants to take turns.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-21156729234117135052012-01-01T17:09:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:09:15.639-08:00Day 349: Glow StirrersAt some point this year, we threw away a classy set of Rockette-leg martini glasses from a Bjork concert at Radio City -- but we kept the fancy glowing stirrers for nostalgia's sake. Until now.<br />
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DESTINATION: Trash.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-37840958928862432392012-01-01T17:07:00.000-08:002012-01-01T17:07:32.513-08:00Day 348: Buddha MugWe got this mug with a drink and Benihana the last time we ate there, which was probably 2002. We've kept the mug ever since and haven't drank out of it once.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-79532817702138237402011-12-31T21:59:00.001-08:002011-12-31T21:59:42.693-08:00G saves the day...He just noticed that we actually started the blog on January 2nd.<br />
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Woohoo, we get to go to sleep!Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-23341967519762087072011-12-31T21:56:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:56:35.842-08:00Day 347: Fake FlowersI bought these flowers for a craft project and have held onto them for so long that I do't even remember what the intended project was.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill?Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-65399795660491718742011-12-31T21:49:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:49:33.569-08:00Day 346: Oil DishesI love dipping bread in olive oil. I love it a little too much. So for the sake of our midsections, we tend not to buy giant loaves of Italian bread to dip in olive oil at home. But we did save the olive oil pourer (?) that came with these dipping bowls, because we needed one and almost bought a brand new one without realizing we had one buried in our hutch.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-73880690685252888102011-12-31T21:45:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:51:49.497-08:00Day 345: AlbumWe have a few of these albums, and I rarely print things out that I'm not going to hang on the wall. So I kept one for Instax prints and the other....<br />
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DESTINATION: G's sister, who very faithfully prints things out and puts them in albums.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-3546643889067342692011-12-31T21:43:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:43:58.445-08:00Day 344: GlassesThese glasses are super-cute, but they're only timely one day a year, and we have very minimal storage space in our dining room right now. By which I mean we gave away all our dining room furniture and everything is in boxes on the floor.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-19911038758723388092011-12-31T21:41:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:41:03.659-08:00Day 343: (Genuine! Authentic! Big Bucks!) NapkinI threw this napkin in the trash pile, thinking it was just an awkward single linen napkin that we somehow acquired, but G informed me that it was not just <i>any</i> napkin, but a napkin from Big Bucks Brewery in Michigan, the site of many good times that I did not get to witness because I was 600 miles away which is probably a good thing.<br />
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DESTINATION: Trash. It's okay though, we still have the Big Bucks pint glass.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-81527227314616312192011-12-31T21:35:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:35:50.148-08:00Day 338-342: TwistI was an editor at Twist from 2001 through 2007 (except for the year at Penthouse), and as I mentioned in my earlier Penthouse post, I'm a nerd and I saved every issue. I caught my clips folder up through 2005, so that's five years' worth of issues -- I'm counting a day per year :) Whatever. It's 12:33 on January 1st.<br />
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DESTINATION: Recycling.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-23629085899103341442011-12-31T21:29:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:29:15.018-08:00Day 336-337: TVsWe decided to get rid of the TV in our bedroom and replace the one in our playroom with something that doesn't weigh a million pounds (thanks, Black Friday!).<br />
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DESTINATION: Craigslist.<br />
<span id="goog_2060305640"></span><span id="goog_2060305641"></span>Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-66651575895771454302011-12-31T21:23:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:23:13.736-08:00Day 335: CoolerThis cooler is super cute -- but we have three portable coolers and this one is the leakiest.<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-55384744713285165692011-12-31T21:22:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:22:06.146-08:00Day 333-334: DremelsG bought himself a dremel from me for Christmas, so...<br />
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DESTINATION: One in the trash, one to his brother.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-79620353572413754012011-12-31T21:19:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:19:01.973-08:00Day 332: AirwalksG decided he's no longer an Airwalks kinda guy.<br />
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DESTINATION: TrashKarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-51363698556533781252011-12-31T21:18:00.000-08:002011-12-31T21:18:11.886-08:00Day 328-331: ShortsMore casualties of G's decision to stop hanging on to the fat clothes...<br />
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DESTINATION: Goodwill.Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3275870979730672349.post-73805199410026970392011-12-31T20:37:00.000-08:002011-12-31T20:40:26.076-08:00Day 319-327: Nine Years of PenthouseI relate pretty much everything in my life to <i>Friends</i> episodes, and in this case, this is totally like "The One with the Free Porn," where Joey and Chandler got free porn channels through a glitch in the system and refused to turn off their TV because they couldn't be the guys who turned off free porn.<br />
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In other words, it literally PAINED us to toss these. I'm pretty sure no one bothers to read this unless they know me pretty well, but just in case -- I worked on staff at Penthouse in 2003, which was an awesome job (and not just because of our office's proximity to Chipotle!) and I still write for them, which makes me super-happy. But I'm a nerd and save every magazine I get published in, so I had around 100 issues piled up on my shelves. It was kind of taking over my office, and with two toddlers wandering around, I figured there's no time like the present to consolidate my clips into a binder -- which took forever, but saved me a ton of space. Plus it was fun to look back at everything I've written over the years.<br />
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And I still have a fab Penthouse souvenir -- because you'll have to pry this mug, a gift from my fave former coworker, out of my hands. I've been drinking my coffee out of this for the past nine years :)<br />
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DESTINATION: The magazines are awaiting the next recycling pickup (so if you want 'em, act now).Karahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16961968513313944954noreply@blogger.com0