This might not seem like a big deal, except we live in a split entry house--that means no basement, which means no storage, which means closets packed to the gills. Now is the time to clean those babies out and put stuff in three piles:
- Must be kept at home, so back in the closets (or garage, but that too is stuffed);
- Not needed at all, so will be thrown away or donated (we're up to 8 bags for Goodwill or ARC); or
- Set aside to go into a rental storage closet.
In future bigger home we will hopefully have a library/game room, so the books have a future home. Just not in this home.
The best discovery when cleaning out the closets was the rediscovery of stuff from Derick's and my childhoods/college years. Derick found the title of the truck he'd bought and used on our first date. It was like he'd found the Holy Grail.
And me? I found all sorts of stuff that gave me a good day going through it all. I'll post tomorrow to show you what I found, including my very first driver's license. It made me feel old, but it also made me laugh. Can you say perm?