you realize you've made a bigger mess than you started with. Of course, that's the whole point of organizing things, rather than just tidying up. You've got to bring everything out of hiding and let it makes its case for avoiding certain death via the trashcan, recycling bin, or goodwill pile. My willingness to let things go has only increased over the years and for that I'm glad. While I've had several, "why have I even been keeping this around?" moments today, I know I've avoided many more just by being judicious about what I bring home (freebies are especially unwelcome) and how often I pull things I no longer wear or care for from my closet and drawers to toss in a goodwill bin.
All that said, I'm still cringing at the site of my entire jewelry box laying out on the dining table (the box disintegrated, so a new solution needs to be found ASAP), the growing pile of boxes and bags for donating by the front door, the stack of "memories" I have to flip through before determining how to store the remainder and the as of yet untouched stack of boxes in the basement. Oh, and the pile of mostly-unwanted CDs (and partnering mp3s). Not to mention the fact that a disassembled queen size bed and mattress have taken up residence in my living room and kitchen for the past 6 days.
Tomorrow could be a long day. I had originally planned on heading to the office to catch up, but that's feeling less and less like the best use of my time. Sanity at work < sanity at home...I think!
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