House Cleaning
Have you ever look at your house and been disgusted and embarassed by the clutter? Well, that is how I have felt for over two weeks now. Today, I said enough is enough. I am going to clean and organize this place this week.
DAUGHTER'S ROOM
Let me clarify something. My house is not "dirty". There is no real dirt along the floor or on the tables. It is the clutter that agravates me. Unorganized piles of toys, artwork, crayons, markers, and jewlrey on my daughter's bedroom floor and closet is autrocious. To start my mission, I decided to buy some plastic boxes.
**update June 15, 2006**
Last week, I loaded all the toys into the plastic boxes. The toys that were not "complete" or my daughter was not interested in were taken to the Goodwill. You would be amazed at how much stuff that cleared up. With all the "undesirable" toys gone and the rest loaded in the plastic boxes, I was able to place all of them neatly into her closet. For the first time since I have been back from Iraq, I can see my daughter's floor. Now that she knows what right looks like, she has taken ownership of her room and keeps it clean. In addition, she does not let her younger brother mess it up. Organization can go a long way.
CLEANING MY HEAD
No, I do not have a "dirty" mind...well...sometimes. Building on what I learned about my Alexandra's room, I decided to organize my thoughts. You see, when I returned from Iraq, there was a thousand and one things I wanted to do. I wanted to take a vacation to Hawaii again, surf at Jax Beach, learn new programming languages such as Lisp (yeah, I said Lisp), create an intelligent bot program that could talk (this is where Lisp came from), and I wanted to write a book. See what I mean. Well, reality struck and I finally realized that I can not do everything at once. I need to organize my thought and prioritize my activities. More to follow...
DAUGHTER'S ROOM
Let me clarify something. My house is not "dirty". There is no real dirt along the floor or on the tables. It is the clutter that agravates me. Unorganized piles of toys, artwork, crayons, markers, and jewlrey on my daughter's bedroom floor and closet is autrocious. To start my mission, I decided to buy some plastic boxes.
**update June 15, 2006**
Last week, I loaded all the toys into the plastic boxes. The toys that were not "complete" or my daughter was not interested in were taken to the Goodwill. You would be amazed at how much stuff that cleared up. With all the "undesirable" toys gone and the rest loaded in the plastic boxes, I was able to place all of them neatly into her closet. For the first time since I have been back from Iraq, I can see my daughter's floor. Now that she knows what right looks like, she has taken ownership of her room and keeps it clean. In addition, she does not let her younger brother mess it up. Organization can go a long way.
CLEANING MY HEAD
No, I do not have a "dirty" mind...well...sometimes. Building on what I learned about my Alexandra's room, I decided to organize my thoughts. You see, when I returned from Iraq, there was a thousand and one things I wanted to do. I wanted to take a vacation to Hawaii again, surf at Jax Beach, learn new programming languages such as Lisp (yeah, I said Lisp), create an intelligent bot program that could talk (this is where Lisp came from), and I wanted to write a book. See what I mean. Well, reality struck and I finally realized that I can not do everything at once. I need to organize my thought and prioritize my activities. More to follow...

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