Well, we've been mucking out the front bedroom, it's fairly empty in there right now, but most of the stuff that was in there is now in the dining room or in the living room. I'm surrounded by so much stuff, its making me twichy.
So far the mucking out has yeilded two bags of trash, four bags of papers to recycle, and resulted in the emptying of about a dozen boxes (not counting the four boxes in there that were inexplicably empty).
After last night's work things are loosely grouped, books, crafts, pictures in the living room, and misc. stuff in the dining room.
I was too exausted to do much more last night.
Some of this stuff will go to a book sale, a consignment shop, or the thrift store. But I'm nowhere near ready to pack things up and get them out.
I just hope the home visit from the foster agency isn't going to be this week. Please, please, not this week.
It feels good to be tackling this, it's needed doing for much too long. I'm just a bit overwhelmed right now. And need a nap.
Think good thoughts for me as I sort this mess out.
We need bookshelves. There are 20 boxes of books and two little bookshelves. Don't know how that's going to work out.
Spazzing now. Bleh!
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