Looking Ahead

The de-junking continues. My house is not very neat at the moment. There are boxes everywhere. A narrow aisle winds from the front door to the back bedrooms. The guest bed is piled high with miscellaneous junk to sift through, box up, and organize. The porch is stacked with items to go either to the storage shed, or the dumpster.

The kitchen is relatively clear, but the counter where junk collects is quite filled. The dining room and rec room are equally full of boxes - the dining room with things to go to charity, the rec room with empty boxes waiting to be filled. If you were just to walk in, you would think; "Wow, these people are either moving or pigs."

However, it looks better than it did a week ago. While some piles are higher, most are smaller. I'm down to three rooms left; dining room, rec room, and the dreaded kitchen. The kitchen is the worst. Even though I went through a few years ago, and got rid of 25 extra spatulas, at least 15 large wooden spoons, there is still enough kitchen ware to set up an extra kitchen.

In spite of all this, I feel by next weekend, or maybe the weekend after I will be able to see real, concrete progress. Shelves will be up. I think my room will be finished and the Saint's room will be cleaned out, and ready for organization. Anyone who saw the Saint's room in the not too distant past would gasp in amazement, even with quite a bit left to do there.

At first I thought I would be de-junking until Memorial Day, but I actually think it will be done sometime in April, even if we do take a weekend off.

The things I am keeping in mind;

The things we own, or were given by loved ones are not the people. It's the memory we want to keep. I have personally followed the good advice of taking pictures of something I don't want to keep, but have fond memories of.

Beware of redundancy. Two staplers - okay - 15 staplers - why?

If it's worth something - get rid of it anyway, unless it holds more than slight sentimental value.

I can see the end of the road ahead, and while it goes up a mountain, it's still - finished. I will have my house back. A neater, more organized house. Useable, loved, and wanted items will all still be here . We'll just be able to find them.