Endless clutter

I have it, and it's driving me crazy.

CLOTHES.
Part of it is the inbetween seasons. There's a 40% chance of snow tonight, but upper 50s by Tuesday. Thus the hats and gloves are mixed with short-sleeved shirts, gardening clothes mixed with sweatshirts.

Add to that, Girl is somewhere inbetween 18m and 2t, so there's a question of what fits without being too short, too warm, too cool. Boy is not quite as dramatic, but he is also in the awkward size stage and I'm sorting 4t and 5t and trying to keep some balance.

I am transitioning my "fashion" style again, so I am trying funky and colorful and need to par down the wardrobe to something manageable. It would help if I put away the heavy flannel and sweats and longjohns that I haven't worn since January/February.

BOOKS.
I've been tearing through books again, which is awesome and I'm loving, loving, loving! I've also been somewhat addicted to picking up more books at the library and amassing piles of "will get to" books from the thrift store. *coughs* AND a local Borders is going out of business, so HAD to take advantage of that... Plus, I've needed to pull out gardening books to work out plans and develop daydreams.

GAMES AND TOYS.
Kindly get your head out of the gutter...I mean board games, card games, and kids' toys. They are everywhere. Girl has discovered a passion for entropy, and she carefully takes ABC flashcards and mixes them with the cards from Trivial Pursuit, the chips from Toy Story Yahtzee, and tokens from RoboRally (or some other random assortment from the games she could pull out of the closet); then, for good measure, she grabs a bucket and carries the lot through the house, making small piles to spread around later. Boy has a collection of "Guys": Justice League, army guys, Transformers, Bakugan. There's the Tinker Toys and the plastic food from the kitchenette and markers and paper, and doll clothes.

KITCHEN.
Gah. You know what I said about Girl and entropy? The jar of molassas migrated from the cabinet to the cat tree, there's a box of Jello mix under the table, and silicone cupcake liners sprouting like rainbow mushroom caps all over the kitchen floor. There's a dishwasher full of clean dishes, a sink full of dirty ones. There's a box of Cuties from the roommate, a pile of grocery bags that need to be recycled, and magazines and paper bits that need to be returned to people who do not live here.

ATTIC and GARAGE.
*winces* yeah. There is soooo much crap...well, some good, valuable yard sale material...but it means facing it, dragging the boxes down, sorting, labeling, and DEALING. There never seems to be enough time to do that before the kids wade into the semi-understandable piles with their dread entropy talents...

GARDEN.
At least I have 95% of my stuff in the ground at this point, but even then, a lot is not in a permanent spot yet. I didn't want to dig out a big grass patch to put in bareroot that may or may not germinate, so a number of plants are in the former daylily locations until I'm convinced they will be worth more effort. I really want to try out straw bales along the side of the garage, but the garage needs to be scraped and painted and it becomes a round-robin of what should I do first...

*deep breath*

Yes, there is a lot going on. But on the bright side, I at least have a notion of what IS going on. I know that I could get (most) everything put away in it's proper home if I got a day to do so. *wry smile* It wouldn't LAST, but that's just Life, ya know?