We moved this week, so I have accomplished a ton of stuff on the organization front, but I feel more disorganized than ever. The first week after a move is always tough for me. In this case it was even a bit tougher. Without getting into unnecessary family drama, for the next month or two we are storing all of my dad’s belongings at the new house as well as our own. That has made organization a little bit difficult. OK, a lot difficult, but I have promised myself I won’t complain. We have been amply compensated for the inconvenience.

I have kept our kitchen functional the entire move, which I am very proud of. Aside from one incident involving a KFC buffet (ick!) and a pizza party at Cheyenne’s preschool we have been eating at home the entire week.

We also got the compost bin set up. It is unbelievable how much that has reduced the amount of trash we create. I never even realized how much of our trash could be composted. I keep a little container by the sink and when it is full it gets taken out to the compost pile. The girls have claimed this as one of their chores. It took Isabella a few times to realize that the container doesn’t go in the bin with the scraps, but I think she’s getting it.

I also set up my clothesline this past week. I bought a simple clothesline at the local hardware store for $2.06 and four brackets that were $1.99 each. Zach put two brackets on each side of the patio and I tied the line in a knot and strung it between them to create two lines. When I am done with the line I just pull down the whole thing, wrap it up and store it in a dresser that sits right by the patio door. I bought a very cute vinyl bag with cherries on it at the thrift store for $3 and I keep it hanging on the patio door.

The clothes have been drying very fast on the clothesline. Actually, in about half the time it takes the dryer to do the job. One of my big challenges with laundry is to keep up with it. When I get overwhelmed with laundry I tend to use the dryer. This is an ongoing issue I need to address. I have been cracking down somewhat on Cheyenne’s thrice daily costume changes, but with two little kids and a construction worker DH laundry can get a little out of hand. Any tips would be greatly appreciated.

My other laundry issue is that I hate putting it away. It’s silly, I know. I should do it while I’m watching TV or talking on the phone, but for some reason I just don’t. Zach hates it too, but he’s agreed to take care of the cat litter if I take care of the laundry and I feel like I am getting the better end of that trade. I am going to work on my resolve. If I can just get myself in the habit of it, I think I will be OK.

G.G.B., my aforementioned Swedish grandmother has promised to come out to visit me in June and help whip this house into shape. That gives me hope. I will keep fighting the battle the best I can and await the coming of the cavalry in June.