i'm cleaning the basement, which has for years been the place where we store everything we have no idea what to do with (aka: a bottomless pit where nothing is ever seen again).
The basement is finished, with a bar (though the previous owners didn't quite finish the bar) and has a ton of potential for being a nice space (along with having more hidden away closets and storage space than any other area of my house) - but when we moved in, we just sort of dumped all the extra boxes of junk there and never went on to find homes for our stuff.
So yay, this has been an adventure!
My favorite finds have been the folders of information from previous trips to Disney (honeymoon in 2003, trip in 2005 & 2007) that I thought I may have thrown out. Since I'm scrapbooking all my disney trips now, I'll have fun things to add!
I'm torn, though. I don't want to stop cleaning until I've done every room in our house, because I'm afraid if I don't finish it all, I'll never get in this mood again and it will all be for naught. (This coming from prior experience with my cleaning habits).
However, I also have only 2 weeks to sew a costume for
darknbitter that I promised I'd make, so somehow I have to budget out my time.
It's a good thing I'm not employed yet, though I suspect my sudden drive to clean and fix my entire house is directly connected to the fact that I feel good about my chances for two separate jobs, and I know if I go back to work after having had ~6 months off and didn't do anything to make my house a better place to live, I'll be mad at myself.
Perhaps I will have a 30th birthday party at my house instead of going somewhere. That's almost as big an adventure as anything else I could plan, proving to the world I've finally grown up, right? ;) We'll see.