Why NOT to organize...

When you have a room that looks like this-

And it has a door on it that will shut it off from the world, aka your neighbors/friends/husband/you, word to the wise....just keep the door closed and choose not to organize it.

I mean sure it is a new year. And SURE there are tons of people out there with CUTE laundry rooms that are not the dumping grounds of said house. Of course there is some merit to cleaning/organizing such a room. You might just find that missing sock/candy bar/pair of scissors/air pump nozzle/smell/ you haven't been able to find. Of course there would be a sense of accomplishment at completing such a task.

Just imagine it-

crisp white shelves

cutely labeled bins/totes/crates/baskets

a clean and organized pantry (haha p.s. the first time I wrote this post I wrote a clean and organized panty...haha)

a cozy little nook for my vacuum

a posh and modern rug for my momma feet to rest while I change some loads

a lack of pure and utter shame that accompanies the previous pictures

Yes, that would seem like good reasons to get my Laundry room organized. At least that is what I felt up until seeing this-

Pure madness. Not one, not two, but three heaping piles of poopy-doop. All ripped out of it's previously can-close-the-door-home. Now annoyingly sitting out in the open for all to see. Homeless as I rip out shelves, spackle holes, sand said holes, prime, tape, paint, paint again, paint some more, find new shelves I like, put those in, scrounge around the house for make shift cute bins...ugh the list goes on.

Meanwhile no one is welcome in my home...I mean it. If you are wanting to stop by and gawk at Mt. Crappity Crap, you can't. Put your cameras away and keep driving.

My boys are eating on a blanket in the living room...they think it is cool "like a picnic".

Upon hubby seeing the mess he asks, "Are we moving?" Haha. Shut it.

SO yes, as I am up to my elbows in junk and paint, I think hmmm...maybe this was a good reason NOT to organize. Of course when it is all done I will be glad I did it...

and at least I have a happy willing helper.

Anyone want to place bets on how many days this is going to take me? I am already on day 2.

Here is to opening the door, abandoning my pride and getting organized.