Lately, I’ve been on a purging kick. Inspired in part by the necessity to make space for the lovely gifts we got at my shower last weekend, I’m hell-bent to get the excess stuff out of the condo.
The main offender is the second bedroom. As I lived in the condo first, my stuff takes up most of the closet in the master bedroom. When Will moved in, I gave him some shelf space there and we put the rest of his belongings into the second bedroom; transforming it from “useable space” to “enormous closet-room.” Now that we want to reclaim this room, I need to cough up more master bedroom closet space so we can even out where things are stored.
This past weekend, I took our box of Christmas decorations down to our storage space. To be clear, the decorations had been down since Epiphany oh heck, Valentine’s Day but it took me until Easter Weekend to haul the big red-and-green Rubbermaid storage tub downstairs.
I moved my DVDs (remember those?) to one big case so my box sets of the entire series of Gilmore Girls will take up less space. Don’t even tell me I can get rid of the DVDs and watch that stuff on Netflix. Baby steps.
In cleaning, I’ve noticed one odd thing that Will and I seem to store for some time of Nuclear End Times. Hard Candy. Apparently neither of us can pass up a bowl of peppermints at a restaurant or lollypops at the bank. However, neither of us eat them, either, so they sit endlessly in drawers.
Will and I have bags and bags of stuff to donate. Luckily, Brown Elephant – local charity of choice – will come by to take your cast-offs to their new home. I’m setting up an appointment for later this week.