Sunday, November 22, 2015

Is there a reason to keep bound encyclopedia sets?

Ours is from 1993 or so.

I do not think anyone has touched it in 10-15 years.

I can't think that we will want to use it again.

I can't think where to donate it.

I realize all the historical data in it is still true.

I think I remember something like 80-90% of the information stays valid in encyclopedias, they are just missing all the new stuff.

I just can't imagine anyone looking for data in that printed format with the Internet available. Even Britannica stopped publishing bound sets, a couple years ago, and is now online.

Suggestions?


Saturday, November 21, 2015

Sleeping in a normally made bed

I have been out of town a lot in the last several years.

So I have slept in a lot of different beds.

And I have actually been able to sleep.

The trick/method/key for me has been to put a blanket against me, under the covers.

One end of that blanket is folded under my feet.

I think I have mentioned I make sure to go to bed with warm feet. That allows me to fall asleep.

The blanket folded under my feet keeps them warm, makes me feel just tucked enough so I stay asleep.

Until last week I have used a blanket wrapped around the foot of my bed to really feel tucked. This is how our local Amish make a bed. A quilt placed horizontally and ticked firmly in the sides of the bed. That served me well for many years.

Last week I remade my bed with a sweatshirt blanket under the covers against me, two woven blankets, a quilt, another quilt folded at my feet. I tucked the two woven blankets at the foot of the bed. Nothing was tucked at the sides.

So I went from a bed wrapped like a mummy, to a bed only tucked at the end.

And I am sleeping.

This might be the most flexible I have been about being able to sleep in many years.




I take a sweatshirt blanket where ever I go.

I keep one in the car. I take one on a train, bus, plane.

If I have a sweatshirt blanket, I have been able to sleep everywhere/anywhere.

It is the combination of the thickness/weight and also the cotton.

It keeps air from "getting me" because it is snug against me.





I am still sleeping with white noise. I prefer a floor fan. But I can make due with white noise app on my iPad.





I now need circulating air.

I am not sure if I have always needed circulating air or if it is age related.

At home I sleep with the ceiling fan on a low setting. I know I need it, because if someone turns it off and I do not realize it, going to bed in the dark, I am awake and feeling suffocated a few hours later. Good science experiment.

Normal for me is going to sleep and staying asleep, not waking once.

If we are in a hotel room, we simply keep the temperature of the room low and then I am fine.

I think I mentioned, years ago I was asleep in a hotel and oldest was up grading papers. He said as the temperature of the room rose, just before the air conditioning flipped on, I became very restless. He lowered the setting and I slept easily. Good science experiment.




If we have traveled by car, I often take a floor fan with us. I always take one to Mayo. The circulating air, plus the white noise, helps. I sleep better, if someone is prepping for something, it helps them too. Circulating air helps middle with nausea hugely, for example.

In Europe, many hotels had electric fans available through housekeeping. That helped. Fans are inexpensive enough that if we flew somewhere and we're staying for an extended time, I would buy one and then just leave it there.





So that might not all sound very flexible. Dragging a sweatshirt blanket with me, taking a box fan if we can, turning the temperature if rooms down, etc. But this is the most flexible I have been, and sleeping easily, maybe in forever.





My husband thinks using props to help children sleep or relax just teaches the child to be dependent on the prop.

I am sure that is true. But it is worth it, in my opinion, if it works.

If the child is not going to sleep or not going to relax without the prop, then what is the point of with holding a tool that is going to work?

And my dependency is getting better. I have easy tools, doable tools.

As I read posts or talk to people, there are very few who sleep through the night. Very few. In the past year there have been a lot of posts about people sleeping with a monitoring device and realizing just how very bad their sleep is. At best people seem to be up once or twice to use the bathroom.

Yes, I take meds to help me sleep. Remember that. It is important. And I have my tools.

And the result is I sleep through the night pretty much every night. The nights I don't are because someone turned off the ceiling fan or changed the house heat setting unbeknownst to me. That just happens a few times a year. And if I wake, I know it is for a reason. I check the ceiling fan and the thermostat first. It is usually one of those two things.

My expectation and my reality is to not worry about sleep and to be able to go to sleep easily and be able to stay asleep. And no nightmares. It has been years and years since I had one.

I think this is a correlation to my expectations/reality/life with food. I expect food not to be a problem in my own home too.

And stress. I expect my family to live proactively. I expect us to do things as simply as possible. I expect good communication. I expect the house to settle down for the night early.


Saturday, November 07, 2015

Hooded Toddler Towels

I use my blog to remember things.

I am not sure any of you sew regularly.

If anyone needs more information, let me know.

I am just posting enough so that I will remember for the next batch I make.




The fabric is 40"+ terry cloth, bought at JoAnn's.
I cut off the selvages. Then I simply square it.
I intend for these to be toddler towels. I think big is good.





I use a large plate to round the corners.
This plate is (just slightly) larger than a dinner plate.
I leave the hood corner pointy,
until I have sewn the hood/towel layers together,
then I cut it all off in a curve.







I cut an  11 1/2" square and fold it in half (diagonally) to form the (triangle) hood. 
That made binding much simpler.
I used the terry fabric as my hood, which means I bought a little extra.
These online directions gave me an idea of the hood size.

I did not follow the rest of her directions. 
I just used the measurements of the hood to give me a general size idea.
(I could not think of a toddler to borrow for sizing. 
But I did use a large, purple stuffed monkey.)





This is the hood in one corner.
It is a square, folded in half on the diagonal.
The edge of the hood is the fold line.
I leave the point on the corner of the towel and the hood.

I mark the curve with a pencil. I sew a zigzag, 
just inside the pencil line to hold the (3) layers together.
Then I cut on the pencil line, through all three layers.
Then I bind this corner as I bind the whole towel.
The hood corner is the same as all the other corners, it is just three layers thick.
I use put extra stitching, during binding, where the hood and towel meet,
because that spot will have more stress then the rest of the towel.




The first one I made, I didn't think about rounding all of the corners.
My miters are perfect, it is a lovely corner, but rounded would be nicer.




It takes two packages of binding for each towel.
I miter the ends together before I start, so it is one long piece and easier to sew.
I sew the binding on the wrong side and flip it to the front to finish.
I machine sew the binding. It is actually stitched four times.
I straight stitch it.
I zigzag to prevent fraying.
I flip it and straight stitch binding closed.
I zigzag over the straight stitch.
It is easier to sew the binding on curved corners because then there is no mitering.

Friday, November 06, 2015

Gift bag world

My mother asked me if I wanted her gift boxes.

I said no, I had plenty of my own.

She was talking about holiday boxes that you buy in sets of three or so. Or used to get from better quality department stores.  They come "flat" and by bending pieces in their corners, they turn into a box.

I have gift boxes I have had for years and years.

My mother did too. When I said I did not want them, she said they were going in recycling. So I don't think she has them any more.

My grandmother probably had gift boxes that were older than I was, at any age.

My mother's reasoning, in getting rid of her gift boxes, is that we now live in a gift bag world.

Never would I have thought of that, but it is probably true.  As my gift bag useage goes up, my gift box useage has plummeted.

I can't actually remember the last time I got out a gift box. I have quite the stash of them, in my closet, in a bin or two. I remember being pleased with that stash, long ago.

Like my mother, I am also cleaning out my gift box stash. In fact I am doing it today. I thought about Goodwill. But I do not think they would survive the donation room. And I am afraid someone there might pitch them in the regular garbage, so I am recycling them too.

I have quite the stash of gift bags.  In fact I just moved that gift bag stash from the cupboard under the stairs to a bin under my bed. Much easier to store and access there.

We use gift bags. When I need to buy them, when nothing in the stash works for a particular gift, I buy very generic, inexpensive gift bags. We save reusable gift bags, given with gifts to us, from other people. Those are usually very nice bags. And that amazes me, because I would not buy expensive ones.





My grandmother saved and then reused wrapping paper, smoothing it and saving in a big box. She had three kids, all married, and seven grandkids. She used a lot of paper. When gifts were opened, she asked us to open carefully, so she could save the paper.

They lived on a farm. No garbage collection (at all). All kitchen scraps went to the animals. Everything that could still be used in any way was reused. Large things were taken to the dump. Small things (like bathroom garbage can waste) were burned. A different life.

It occurs to me that I will still use (not reuse, just use) new wrapping paper, some things come in a box and I will still wrap them as gifts. But I probably use far less paper than I did. I had already, recently noticed that rolls of paper now make it a very long time.

I tried to use the Sunday comics as wrapping paper one holiday. That practice has been rejected. Newspaper ink comes off too easily. I knew that from years of rolling papers with oldest.

My husband has a brother who always uses the comics as wrapping paper. He always sends books as gifts. So when you see comics paper gift under the tree, you know it is from him, and it is a book. He sends great books, almost always signed, and always from a used bookstore. He goes to lots of used bookstores and lots of signings. That, all of that, is actually a great family tradition/memory.





Just this month, after years of hoping, but not pestering, my husband has agreed to stop our newspaper delivery. First I got him from daily to weekend delivery. Now we are stopping all together.
My mother was a huge newspaper person. When her husband went in the nursing home, the paper was delivered to him there. He would read it first, she would take it home with her to read and then put in recycling. That worked really well. When he died, the paper moved back to home delivery. She stopped her subscription a while ago. I am going to ask her if she stopped because of the clutter/recycling issue or if it was to save $. Because if it was to save $, that is what she is getting for Christmas from us, like every year.

If my husband sat down and read the majority of the paper, I would not have cared (as much). But he mostly, honestly, just shuffles it. Piles of papers here there and everywhere. It is a big part of his mess that lives on the kitchen table. He clips coupons like crazy, but then (actually) almost never uses them. He has an iPhone and a laptop which he uses all the time. Coupons are now online. So are ads.
We watch the local and national news. Our local paper is also on line.

I think it was the idea of the paper, not the actual paper for him. I have had things like that too. Where it seemed like something you should do, but never actually did. And I think the day of the printed newspaper is now, naturally, drawing to a close.





We are avid recyclers. Plastic, cardboard,  plastic bags, etc. I save plastic bottle lids for whoever is collecting them to make park benches. Sometimes it is a school or a church. If not, the coop sends them to a center that makes toothbrushes for in-need kids.

We are very careful about recycling paper. Yes, newspaper, but also the paper that comes from the mail, school, receipts, etc. Somethings get saved/filed of course. Many things are generic and can go directly in recycling. Anything that has our name or address, I shred. It does not matter what it is, if it is identifiable to us, in any way, I shred it. We have a quality shredder that lives in the computer room. A tall garbage can is on one side of it, a big brown paper recycling bag is on the other. It takes a very long time to fill that computer room garbage. The recycling bag fills constantly.

The mail thing is an area where I have learned to be proactive. My first big push came the year that we moved. I changed our address on things I cared about receiving. I set up mail forwarding. Those forwarded items were all sales mailing list. I called and got off all those lists. I continue to call and get off lists. It is never ending.

Middle does not have recycling where she lives. That really bothers her. She saves all her recycling in her utility closet. We bring it home with us and put it in our recycling. She sends things home with us to be shredded too.





I also have shipping boxes.

My husband has a thing about saving shipping boxes. He looks at them and sees "sturdy" and "what a great size" and "we might be shipping something" and saves them. I used to do that too. Between the two of us, we had a major stash of boxes.

I now get shipping boxes from the post office. The flat rate shipping boxes. Those are what I use for shipping.

But he still saves.

I cut the tape, on a few of his saves, flattening them. They then fit in my container of flat rate boxes in the garage. The ones he saves, he puts intact, in the attic. I clean his stash out, every once in a while, and take them to the recycling center. If I didn't, we would have an attic full of boxes.




I am in the midst of decluttering as you can see from yesterday's pictures.

The thing about an active house is the declutter process never ends.

And the paper/cardboard part of it, is actually huge.

Thursday, November 05, 2015

I have to tell you, once I got going, I loved every minute of actually doing it/the work, big sense of accomplishment

You have probably figured out (by now) that I do not stage/crop/edit pictures. You have seen me in my underwear and naked. You have seen messes, bedhead and my slippers.

I took this first kitchen picture on a normal day.

That was actually a clean kitchen in the sense that everything was clean.

But there were things waiting to go to kids on the table. My husband's stuff/crap is on the table (a never ending source of conversation). The counters had all kinds of appliances on them (food processor, blender, crock pot that doesn't even belong to me, mixer). You can see middle's sharps container on the far right; with it are a box of band-aides and a box of alcohol wipes. I have two each of pump hand soap and pump dish soap. I think there are three rolls of paper towel. I have not one but two plant containers, with no plants in either one of them, sitting on the back ledge by the sharpes container, Etc.

My husband washed the back wall for me, discovering that the plate rack on the far left was hanging by a thread. It would have (surely) taken out all four of the those very heavy plates and my beloved pottery canisters (below). It is now very secure with four sets of drywall attachments.






This second picture is also unedited. This is what my kitchen looked like this morning. Normal day. I decluttered like crazy last week. Things went to GoodWill. A couple things went to the attic. The appliances moved in the pantry, because a full set of dishes moved out of the house, clearing space. I now have nice new soap dispensers (left side of sink), one each for hands and dishes. If you are wondering about the tall kitchen garbage cans to the right of the island, there are actually three sitting there, one for garbage and two for recycling.




The same soap in these containers (above) is now in new containers (below).


ADDED LATER - they did not hold up over time.

Middle had these jars/pumps first. Etsy. They are working great for her.
I am pretty sure ours are 16oz.
We ordered 4, she has been using hers for months, I just got mine going.
Here is the information on my (May 2015) receipt:
Ball Mason Jar FOAMING Hand Soap Dispenser with Stainless Steel Pump -
8oz, 16oz, Regular & Elite - SALE - Buy 3 or More, Get 1

Item# 162506723

Scott Marshall
smarsh5331@yahoo.com


I love these empty, in the sunlight. Think how clutter-y they would be full of stuff. The short, covered candy dish was my (favorite) grandmother's, it lived on her coffee table. The pitcher is from Salvation Army store. The other three are from garage sales. I like groups of 3 or 5. Odd numbers. There are a few more of these types of pieces around the house. I really love them.


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On to the laundry room. The laundry room was actually my main focus last week. I (honestly) decluttered the kitchen while waiting for loads of wash to finish.

Youngest has had high school respiratory plague for over a week a half now. She is better every day, but it was a slow recovery with a ton of high school and college work. The only place she could sleep was upright in a chair/ottoman in the loft. She never missed class. She was not worried about giving it to anyone else, because everyone else had it. In the midst of looking for things for her, I realized how really terrible the clothes piles were.

As I mentioned, I realized (really sunk in to my brain last week) she had an impossible situation because she simply does not have enough storage. No where for her to put her clean clothes. One tiny dresser with three drawers, one smallish closet. And she is messy, yes, there is that too. She is always loaded with school work. (There is a big difference in work loads depending on the classes kids take. Her high school AP Calc and her college engineering drafting class are very time consuming this semester.) It was not realistic for me to think it was going to get any better or she was going to have a magic solution.

I looked for a permanent, house friendly, solution instead of woulda/shoulda/coulda. It took me about two days of major thinking, to figure out what to do.

It is hard to get pictures of the laundry room because it is long/narrow. The first picture shows the permanent mess that lived on top the dryer (that is just a weird accumulation of stuff). The second pictures shows CLEAN clothes piled in youngest's locker. And three laundry baskets of clean clothes on the floor. The upper sections of those lockers hold youngest's going to college stuff. In these pictures some of middle's going to college stuff was still in the lockers closest to the door (you can see part of a floor lamp). These were the things that did not go to her apartment. They are now in middle's closet.




I mentioned my husband gathered all the remaining, dirty clothes from upstairs and pitched them down the stairwell. I sorted and washed.

I moved the clean clothes from her locker, baskets on the floor, loads I washed/dried, into the living room, and then I had this -

I think there are actually a couple basket in the room that you cannot see in this picture. . .




I bought bins and started organizing, I used masking tape to label each bin.

When I was done, I had this -


School uniforms (black, blue, yellow) are hanging in the far locker. Her school pants (what she is wearing this week) and her uniform fleece are hanging in the near locker.



Upper cubbies still hold youngest's college bound stuff.



The only things on the floor (which you can't actually see in any of the pictures) are a tall(ish) garbage can, a broom and mop, and a tall dirty clothes basket.


I am seriously pleased.