Ever so slowly I move about the house thinking that I need to get this done and that done, this cleaned out and that de-cluttered. And then I think no more. I return to my slow moving, post surgery self.
I got my new Escapee's Magazine the other day and Emily Fagan #99408 had written an article called "The Heart of a Dream." In it she states that "...for each year a dream is postponed, the risk of it never happening jumps exponentially." I thought to myself that if I really wanted this to happen I had better get my butt in gear and really start tossing.
Today I tackled closet number one. This is what we call the telephone closet. It's divided into three sections, two with doors and an open center area. At one time before we ever moved into the house there was a telephone land line that had a very long cord and you could pull the phone from it's place in the closet into each of the bedrooms.
After dragging everything out of the closet and giving it the once over I made a decision to either keep it, toss it , or put it in the pile of garage sale items. In the stack were my grandmothers little figurines that I use to play with as a child. They were made in occupied Japan. I will ask the girls if they want them and if they don't I will give them up, no room in an RV for them. I found lots of candles, holiday decorating items, light bulbs, bath soap and other assorted nick knacks. I now have a quite of bit of room in the closet now but I am determined that I am not going to fill it up.
Next weekend I will tackle the front hall closet. Way to much junk in there to suit me. MINIMIZE, MINIMIZE, MINIMIZE!!!!
See you out there.
"THE COUNTDOWN" This is a blog detailing our getting ready to go on the road. Although it will be awhile before we get there I hope to detail what it takes to achieve that.
