Almost a year ago, I made a goal to get my basement cleaned out. Yes, I practice procrastination.
A few thing have occurred that made the necessity to get this chore done sooner than later.
So, today, we started tackling this massive project.
Hour One. Yep, as I started this project, I began contemplating my hoarding tendencies. I almost wanted to cry it was so overwhelming. In case you can't see her, The Short Chic is in the picture. She was my helper for this task.
Closing Time. I have decided I am not a hoarder. I found it very easy to throw things away; hoarder's struggle with parting with things. I do have a lot of stuff. I started counting the number of trash bags I pulled out of here. I got lost in the number.
Hour One: The condition of the basement has been totally embarrassing to me for a long time.
Closing Time: At closing time, I am feeling hopeful.
Hour One: The majority of things in the basement were things set aside for a yard sale. I usually have one every year. I am just not sure I want to have another one. They are so much work for a little payoff. I decided today to set everything aside for goodwill. Just removing the goodwill stuff was a huge payoff.
Closing Time: Yep. My feet are tired. Honestly they hurt. But no time to whine. We are back at it tomorrow.