the fruits of my labor

i am a h-core perfectionist.

i am also not a very [confident] individual.

and because of these two angie-traits/flaws...i am very rarely {totally} proud of my accomplishments.

it's simply exhausting to be me sometimes because done is never done & things can {always} be better.

i can only recall a couple of instances in my lifetime where i've been {truly} satisfied by my work/efforts, and thought to myself - hmmm...i am kind of awesome.

the first occasion being: this day.


{aka: the blissful morning i gave birth to absolute perfection.}

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and the second being: today.


{aka: the afternoon i finally, finally finished cleaning the garage!}

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myron & i have wanted to tackle our garage for a REALLY long time.
it has been our junk-catch-all for the entire two years we've been residing in gilbert.

organizing & cleaning it has been on our to-do list for his upcoming week off. but i thought while he was away & haulin' copper to pay the bills, i might surprise him & have it all clean when he came home to us!

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so i began...

and let me just tell ya: for a couple of kids who consider themselves minimalists, us dunns sure have a lotta crap!
{holy smokes!}

i labored diligently for days, organizing things in four piles:

1. stuff we need/want for sure
2. stuff to chuck
3. stuff to give to di
4. stuff to beg myron to get rid of

[i consolidated pile 3 & 4 when i remembered that he wasn't helping.]

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then i took all of the stuff we wanted to hang onto & hosed & windexed the three inches of dust off.


[my neighbor might have laughed at me when he saw me polishing the air-compressor.]

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when everything was clean i started organizing & catagorizing.


binning stuff up.


and labeling.


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we took a massive trip to di in claud's sequoia.

and i paid the town of gilbert the best 30 bones i've ever spent to haul off all my bulk-garbage.

[a big thanks to eric & granny for helping my pregnant-self lift the heavy stuff...]

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i swept.

and might have wept
{for joy}
when i was all finished.

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here it is in all it's glory, mid-project:
{yes, i was too prideful to take a true-before-picture.}


and here it is after:


[welcome home babe!]