Today I am cleaning out three closets that are in our basement. They are full of stuff we never use, stuff that belongs to our children, stuff that is mixed up between the three closets. When my two daughters were here for the holidays, they rummaged through things and determined what they wanted to take, what could be tossed, and what they still would like me to store for them. Now I am following up with doing the same with our stuff.
I have started this exercise of organizing and clearing out stuff a few times during the 13 years that we have lived here, but I never got finished. It seems to be such a massive project and there is always a mess with piles of recyclables, give-aways, trash, and stuff that will have a new location as soon as I clear the stuff out that spot. Eventually, we’d have company and the piles had to be taken care of. I think that is when I always quit the project.
So, I don’t know if I will ever get to the end of this, but here’s hoping.