This month we bought a car, and there is nothing like being forced to clean out your vehicle for sale to make you realize what a disgusting car-slob you’ve become. I mean…it’s not as bad as it was in your early twenties when your vehicle also served as your closet, pantry, makeup counter, and impromptu bedroom, but if you’re like… Read more →
Category: Purgeday Thursday (or whatever)
T-Minus One Month: How’s That Purging Going?
It’s Thursday again, and if you’ve been sticking to our pact then you have purged 315 pieces of crap from your life. Congratulations, by the way. If you haven’t been purging like you promised yourself you would — I totally feel you. I mean, I’ve purged every day if piling things by your front door or in your storage area… Read more →
Where Purgeday Thursday Meets Casual Friday; And Not Just Because I’m Lazy!
Since I was too busy purging my ASS OFF yesterday to get a post up, {where by “purging my ass off” I mean “crying in to my taxes”} I thought this would be a great opportunity to tie our crap cutting in with our lounge-wear-wearing (if you’re a fellow lounge wear wearer) and talk about how you cut the crap… Read more →
Purgeday Thursday: It’s About Progress, Not Perfection (How Motivational Am I?)
If you’re sticking to our plan, you’ve evicted at least thirty five items from your life this week. If you haven’t started yet, that’s okay. Everyone gets an A for effort in this program. If you have no idea what I’m talking about let me bring you up to speed: in an effort to spring clean in a way that… Read more →
Purgeday Thursday Is BACK For Spring, And I’ve Been Neutralized…
“New rule. No more buying color without supervision.”– Jessica, editing my closet. She neutralized me. The problem with never getting rid of anything is that unlike you, your stuff doesn’t actually mature or change. It just takes up space and/or clings to happy memories in sad ways {and by “happy memories” I mean “my body”}. The longer I spend living… Read more →
I’ll Be There In A Minute
Somehow this past week passed me by. Not like…in a bad way, per se, but in the way where I just could barely keep up with my own self and then all of a sudden it’s next Wednesday and the Jewish holidays are half over, and I’ve clocked like 50 hours of freelance work, and I have no effing clue… Read more →
Purging: A Love Story.
My borderline unhealthy obsession with purging is no secret. Purgeday Thursday has covered everything from physical clutter to digital clutter to mental clutter to metabolic clutter, and I’ve learned a lot about you guys and how you like to get rid of (or not) your stuff (mental, physical, digital, and otherwise) in the process. And I’ve picked up a trick… Read more →
Purgeday Thursday on Tuesday. Or Whatever. It’s Back. Yes, Again. Because Life is a Cycle.
I can tell when I need to purge because I literally can’t think straight. (Or manage a regular blog-posting schedule.) It’s a cycle I’ve hung on to for almost as long as I can remember. In elementary school it was my back pack and the cubby under my desk. In High School, it was my locker and my car (and… Read more →
Cut Your Crap: No, Your Literal Crap
Forgive me body, for I have sinned. It has been three years since my last cleanse, and I have not treated you well in that time. I have demanded so much of you – and you have delivered. You created life. I ignored your ailments. You screamed for respite; I laughed in the face of your cries. 80 lbs up. … Read more →
Purgeday Thursday Returns…But Now I’m Just Calling It Cut Your Crap.
My formerly organized life has devolved into a whole big mess. My inbox is over 300 strong, my voice mail box is full, and the pile of mail to deal with on my desk is that mountain range above. I need to get my shit together, like…stat…or whatever a highly effective person would say. It happens to me every… Read more →