Monday, January 26, 2009

Battery Cram

For better or for worse, batteries have become indispensable sources of energy powering everything from cell phones to sex toys. They come in a bewildering array of sizes and composition, some re-chargeable and others which go lifeless in what seems like a matter of seconds. Some people dedicate entire drawers to store them. Mostly they wind up in myriad locations around the house, generally wherever there is a spare inch of space, like the dog’s bowl or the vegetable crisper. Our issues are not with the batteries that are still in their packages waiting to be impressed into service. It’s the discards. Because people are unsure of how or where to recycle them responsibly, they become victims of neglect. Rather than dispose of them, the tendency is allow them to lie around indefinitely. You will come across them while digging in a drawer looking for a pen that works and ask yourself, is this battery expired or not? The sensible thing would be to test them out, but generally that falls under the category of “too much trouble”. Consequently, they are left in a state of perpetual limbo, neither embraced nor rejected.

Challenge
Bite the bullet. Declare today as battery round-up day. Get everyone in your household to empty their night stands, junk drawers, desk drawers, wicker baskets and other usual stashes for small objects that you use for emergency clean-ups when company is at the door. You can retire the duds while identifying the ones that will breathe life into a Gameboy. You might save enough money from this endeavor to treat yourself to a pedicure.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

TOP 100 THINGS YOU NEED LIKE A HOLE IN THE HEAD

We are what we keep. In an age characterized by over-consumption, it appears that objects earn our affections, as opposed to people. As real life professional organizers we confront, head-on, the results of this acquisition phenomenon. Much of it defies logic, not to mention the laws of physics. After 5 years toiling side-by-side with clients, we have come to realize that the problem with too much "stuff" is directly linked to the repeat offenders!! We are talking about the things we see over and over again in homes that, to us, constitute the majority of peoples' clutter. Join us as we take you on tour of The Top 100 Things You Need Like a Hole in the Head.

Join us as we identify some of these items you will find in the *Kitchen*.

Polygamy
We might possibly be entering the age of the demise of the ubiquitous plastic bag. These environmental pariahs have come to symbolize a genuine blight on the collective landscape. Retail outlets are making efforts to replace them with re-usable cloth alternatives. Still, wherever we go, we still find hundreds under the bathroom sink, in broom closets and bags of bags plugging up the floors of wardrobe closets. It is astounding how many can be squeezed into the tiniest of spaces, similar to the surprising number of clowns that emerge from a VW Beetle in the circus. We had one client who lived in a 350 square foot apartment who was stockpiling them for when he got a dog. His landlord did not even allow pets! After a decade or two, poly bags start their own form of decomposition. Ones that once bore food develop unpleasant odors and a slimy feel. It you store things in the opaque ones, its likely that the contents will never see the light of day. You can save a couple for legitimate uses like preventing your hair gel from oozing out all over your clothes in a suitcase or for lining a garbage can.

Challenge: We have one sure-fire solution for getting rid of a big wad in one “swell foop”. When you are working on purging your collectables and bric-a-brac, why not wrap the fragile and breakable items in them, prior to taking them to consignment or thrift store. This allows you to accomplish two organizing tasks at the same time. Your junk will arrive at its ultimate destination unblemished. You will be bag free in no time. Otherwise, invest in a dog. Better still…don’t bring them home with you anymore. Try to remember to pack those reusable cloth bags in your car. Afterall you’ve been purchasing them at various outlets since they hit the marketplace. They’re the ones you remember you have tucked away in a closet at home, when you’re at the check-out counter at the local grocery store.


Mug Shots
Where would most of us be without coffee? We are among the first to admit the importance this precious liquid boasts for our productivity, not to mention regularity. Yet, the question must be raised. What is the appropriate number of coffee cups an individual need own at any one time? Yes, we acknowledge that not all coffee cups are alike. After all, there are cups with saucers, mugs, and ones for demitasse. What we see repeatedly is an army of coffee mugs hung on trees, suspended from under the counter hooks and lined up in formation in our clients’ kitchens. Some folks consider them to be collectable, hoarding cartons full of them in storage spaces. If truth be told, we probably have not even paid for most of them. They find their way in like other promotional items –giveaways at golf tournaments or mementos from conferences and trade shows. Others arrive as part of festive food baskets filled with hard candy. Some are gifts from people who lack imagination. Still others are inherited. One thing’s for sure. In all probability, you won’t find any two that match!

Challenge: If you have an entire cabinet devoted to mugs, you have your work cut out for you. The first cut are any that are chipped, cracked or have a smiley face on the surface. If you have a pellet gun, you can use those for target practice. Then toss the ones that have been through the dishwasher so many times that you can no longer make out what the picture or writing are supposed to mean. Unless you harbor a strong affection for your auto insurance broker, add any bearing the name or logo of his company to the discard heap. If your best friend asks what happened to the lopsided mug she made in her ceramics class for you, tell her it broke. She will never know.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

No Can Do!

Believe it or not, canned food does not last forever. There is a lot of guesswork around figuring out the vintage of a particular can, especially if the illegible numbers are as indecipherable as some ancient code. We know there is a shelf life to every can. We prefer the term used by the British. They refer to it as "the death date". We have witnessed unspeakable cupboard disasters, the result of cans left far too long. Sometimes they explode and leave a residue similar to the consistency of asphalt. Other times they are sneaky, corroding from the inside-out, and leach their way into cementing themselves onto your shelves. We know this from experience.

Any organizing job we encounter entailing the sorting and purging of the contents of a long-lost kitchen cupboard, is administered by us in garb reminiscent of a gear donned by a bomb squad!! Exploding cans of food can cause extreme damage. OK, maybe we haven’t seen a detonation in action. But we can attest to the fact that the ooze from leaky cans is far superior than contact-cement for gluing down ceramic tiles...forever! Paper shelf-liners are no defense. We caution you to be particularly watchful of pineapple and tomato based products. They are the most dangerous.

Expired canned food is most likely to be found in the impossible corner kitchen cabinet that lies between your sink and your stove. You know the one we mean. It's the cupboard that only a contortionist can fit into. It is probably also known as the burial ground for long lost gadgets like broken toasters, the juicer you bought on the home shopping channel or the yellowed and cracked ice cube trays from your old refrigerator from 70's.

Challenge
Don’t for one second think about giving that expired food to the food bank! Take an hour or so to comb through the cans. Dented ones go first. Anything with a coating of dust is a sure throw-away. If you can’t read the “Best Before” date and can’t remember where, when or why you bought the chick peas, remember to err on the side of caution. After all, this is your life we're talking about!