It’s day eight of 10 things a day for thirty days and I have been sailing along. To tell you the truth, it’s been pretty easy so far. You’ve seen my junk drawers. All I have to do is look in one of them and start tossing. In fact, I am sure I have surpassed eighty things this first week. I am happy with the progress I am making, but still have a long way to go. I don’t know how I accumulated so much stuff? I swear I’m not a hoarder.
I have cleaned out drawers in the kitchen, my bedroom and night stand. I have not only cleaned second son’s closet, but as you know, removed and sold (well, gave away) the old filing cabinet in it. I have taken a total of five bags to Goodwill, which means old, worn, ill fitting, or out of fashion clothes out the door, and have rid the playroom of excess toys.
You may wonder, can I keep this up for a full month? The answer is yes. It’s that bad, folks. When you make three moves in ten years and have three children along the way, stuff just starts to accumulate. Two of the moves were made through my husband’s company, which was great because we didn’t have to do any packing or moving, but was bad, because we didn’t have to do any packing or moving. We were never forced to pare down. We have been in our current house for almost four years and I still have items that are wrapped in brown paper.
I don’t think, though, that it will continue to be this easy. I mean now, I’m just working on the eponymous junk drawers. It’s when I start encountering things like all my school papers and lesson plans that I start having trouble. I have seven years of work saved, and not on a CD-ROM. Maybe, I need to start scanning. Of course, that would involve actually hooking up the printer that has a scanner, and what would the shelves in my playroom do without the printer on top holding it down?
It’s only going to get worse when I start getting into tax documents and personal documents because then I will have to start shredding, sorting and saving, because although I’d like to toss them, I’m pretty sure I need to hold onto to some tax returns. Just don’t ask me where they are right now.
So, that’s it. I just have to stick to it and figure out what to do with that darn corner in the den. Here it is in all it’s nakedness. Here’s a picture of what it used to look like with the tree in the background. Here it is with a painting I found in the closet. Ugh! It just looks lost. Making things more difficult is the fact that when the french doors are open the painting is mostly obscured. And what do I do with the other corner? I already have two paintings centered on that wall over the couch. Someone tell me why I insisted on selling that tree? (You see why I never get rid of anything?) I definitely need some sort of greenery in there too. Now, I just have to find the time to look.