Sunday, July 15, 2012
According to Oxford Dictionary, entropy is defined as a gradual decline into disorder.
C has always designated October as Anti-Entropy Month. Which is code for, he gets serious shit done. Windows, paint, floors, you get the picture.
I don't think I am ready for thirty days of hard industrious efficiency, but I am up for a week.
This week, I am going to be efficient and industrious. I am going to be the Queen of Anti-entropy.
Garage- for someone who hovers around the edges of OCD (My closet is organized according to color and mini-organized from there by sleeveless, short sleeve, long sleeve, and sweaters- capisce?), my garage is horrific. I unpacked everything possible in a week, and then shoved holidays, crafts, books, and etcetera in the garage. I then closed the door, turned the light out, and did not look at it for, ummm, four months.
Entry way- I am going to change out the flooring. By myself. Seriously. A neighbor's dog took it upon himself to start marking the door and it has managed to seep in underneath the flooring. Serious stench that cannot be covered up. Not even if I own stock in Scentsy or Yankee. SO I will be pulling up the old floor, cleaning, covering with KILZ, and replacing with shiny new.
Office area- I need to carve out a spot for work, even just a corner. And again, with the OCD-ness, if it is not charming, I won't work there.
Car- tags. Eeek.
I shall post pictures as proof. Except for the car tags, because pics of the DMV are less than enthralling. Kinda like watching gas grow. In slow-mo.
Okay, I think that is enough ambitiousness for now. Whew...
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