I received a Savor Keepsake Box for review, but all opinions are my own.
My husband loves it when I leave piles of paper on the dining room table.
OK. That’s a lie. I can actually see every muscle in his body tense up when he notices my (super organized) piles. In my defense, kids produce a lot of paperwork. There are all of the forms and important reminders that come from school (that’s one pile). There are the worksheets (another pile) and then all of the artwork and the little notes and all of the cards and mementos from special occasions (like that time they made those really cute tickets for the dance performance they never got around to staging).
I don’t save all of them. There are some things that I quietly slide into the recycling bin (only to act completely bewildered when they’re fished out and presented to me by an insulted-looking child). Can you imagine if you saved every single piece of paper your kid doodled on? You would be buried in that shit. Still, I’m a totally sentimental mush and I save a lot.
The problem? I don’t exactly have a system for saving my kids’ keepsakes—unless waiting until my piles are so big that even I’m sick of them and/or my husband loses his shit over them so I dump them into a big Rubbermaid bin in the basement is a system. I mean, at least I have a large bin labeled for each kid, right?
But when we went to the New York Baby Show a few months ago, I met one of the owners of Savor, a keepsake storage system that makes it a million times easier (and prettier!) to organize childhood memories.
Let’s be honest: when you have kids you accumulate an abundance of stuff. From products to soothe and comfort them as babies to itty bitty figures and the countless houses that go with them when they’re a little older, it can get really tough to tackle clutter. While I’m sort of a clutter queen, sometimes I go on these epic decluttering sprees that leave me feeling much more sane and in charge of my surroundings—even if neither of those things are actually true.
In the spirit of helping a mother out and making you feel more sane and in charge, I’m sharing 5 super simple organization tricks that my sister and I swear by.
This post is sponsored by Minted, but all opinions and squeals of delight are mine.
There is nothing more annoying than buying the kids something brand spanking new only to have them leave it at school or camp or on the bus. It’s even more annoying when you realize that there might have been hope in getting it back—if only you’d listened and labeled the freaking thing like you were warned to.
Sound familiar? It’s a story that unfolds over and over and over again. Will we ever learn?
Now that I’ve discovered Minted’s name and clothing labels, I just might. I’ve always loved Minted and the beautiful designs by independent artists they feature, but I had no idea they had products that are so practical. I should probably be embarrassed to admit this, but I’m much more likely to use something practical if it’s really, really cute. These personalized name labels totally pass the test.
September always feels a bit like January to me. It must be all of the fresh notebooks, newly sharpened pencils, and clean sneakers. It makes me want to sit down to a nice, clean, organized desk, set new goals, and make plans for kicking butt.
It also makes me really, really excited about office supplies. I mean, I normally have a weird affinity for the things (I always, always have to touch them). But when they’re in my face as much as they are during the back-to-school bonanza, I get a little crazier than usual. I want my desk to have all of the cute and quirky things.
So, of course, I had to shop around a little…
The other day I was looking around my disgusting mess of a bedroom, trying to figure out where the heck to start the 40 Bags in 40 Days Challenge (if you’re unfamiliar, it’s basically spring cleaning with community support). That’s when it hit me. For someone who has so many organization and cleaning posts on her blog, I’m a pretty big slob.
I mean, I try. I do. Even if my husband disagrees. I just tend to get overwhelmed with life and prioritizing. Cleaning is generally the first thing that gets removed from ye olde list of must dos. But I am trying. Mostly because I just can’t handle the clutter anymore. It’s making me even more crazy and flustered and disorganized.
So I took a deep breath and I did it. I got something done. Like a boss.