When Stuff Becomes Scenery

Today, I just have a simple musing brought to you by Adam Carolla. It’s no secret that the hubs and I are big fans of Ace, and recently on his podcast he was talking about how in your home, when you don’t deal with little things, they become scenery and you no longer recognize them as something out of place. As an example, he was talking about how his wife put a button that fell off their son’s bathing suit into a bowl because she was going to sew it back on. Well, smash-cut to 5 months later and the button is still there, and nothing has been done with it. The button became part of the home’s scenery and no longer acted as a reminder to fix the bathing suit. It blended it. One thing is no big deal, but when many tiny, out-of-place things get strewn around it starts to just nag at your psyche. At least it does for me.

The whole thing got me thinking of things in our home that are ‘scenery’ – the little things I’ve been meaning to deal with, but just haven’t and now I kind of accept them as part of the homeostasis. They no longer warrant action because I’ve accepted them as they are. Sounds deeper than I mean it to be :) . Here are a few things in our apartment that have become ‘scenery.’ (Admittedly, with this idea in my head during the  recent yard sale clean out, I made a concerted effort to get rid of most stuff that had become scenery. Including the tire gauge that had sat by the door since whoknowswhen.)

Bear’s statue of liberty hat. That has been sitting on his head since the day we got it back in May. Don’t get my wrong, I think it looks adorable, but it was never intended to live on his head for so long.

Rippled piece of stone. Used it at the wedding. Placed it there when we got back. Hasn’t moved since.

‘R’ towel hook. Bought that over a year ago, hung it on that tack, which was already on the wall, hasn’t moved since. I’m embarrassed. (Btw, you can peep the winter crop seedlings on that shelf in the bathroom!)

And the butternut squash in the bowl. Yep, the squash has become scenery. It’s been in the wooden bowl there since last October? Maybe September? Can’t be sure at this point. I haven’t even made a move to cook it. I know.

There were a lot of other tiny things around before The Great Clean Out and Organization of 2012, such as the aforementioned tire gauge, a few buttons, stacked magazines, and some purses laying in my closet that I had been meaning to clean since April. It really is amazing how little time it took to deal with all that little stuff, and how great mental reward of having it gone is. And yet, it took me forever to get up and do it. There’s a chemistry activation energy analogy in there somewhere, but I’m sure you get my drift. So, do you have any stuff that has become ‘scenery’ in your home?

(Btw, Ace has a new book out and it is HILARIOUS. I highly recommend it! Here’s the link: Not Taco Bell Material.)

May 2012: Whirlwind

Good whirlwind, not bad whirlwind, for sure, but nonetheless, it went by FAST. At the top of the month I was cramming to finish school projects and here I am doing the same thing again for summer school. At least my summer class is over in 2 weeks. Woohoo! May weekends were full, too. We started off by hitting up the Statue of Liberty, or The Lady as she’s come to be known around our house. (e.g., Today Show pans to a shot of the statue, me: “Look! The Lady’s on TV!”)

On that outing, we also hit Ellis Island, where I did my best impression of a person with diphtheria. I’m so good at cheesy poses.

The next weekend we went to Washington, DC to visit my best friend, and bridesmaid, Erin. She and her boyfriend gave us a crash-course walking tour that was just awesome. Here’s my fancy Instagram take of the Capitol Building.

The following weekend was a camping trip/mountain biking extravaganza out in Raystown, PA. Here is Mike and Oats at the lake:

And the view from our campsite:

We woke up to a flat tire on the first day, and because we had no tools, we had to take it to the nearest place to get it fixed which, luckily, was Walmart. Because if it was somewhere else, I may not have had the opportunity to fly my crazy-dog-lady-freak-flag like so (Yes, he was wheeled around the lot in that. He loved it. I loved it. The people of Raystown loved it. Don’t judge.):

And finally, Memorial Day Weekend was Mike’s 30th Birthday!! We had a fabulous weekend of good weather and good family on the pond on Cape Cod. We even swam. In May. In New England! Can’t ask for more than that!

Already June is shaping up to be a doozie, I spent Saturday in NYC with my brother who is up North for the week. I did get to work on my desk a little, and the first coat of paint is on! Updates Wednesday :)

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    Hi there! I'm a grad student, wife, and doting owner of the cutest dog you've ever seen. I love organizing, gardening, and taking on projects I only later find out I'm wildly too impatient for. Read along as I try to accept it's about the journey, not the destination, especially when it comes to DIY. Welcome!

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