CHAOS
CHAOS = Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome
I am serious... there is just too much... STUFF. It has taken over. Each time I make some headway, more encroaches.
Part of me thinks that if my husband were tamed that I would be able to deal with it.
Right now I am in a Divestiture mode. If something comes in, something else must go out- I am adamant about this.
I am also adamant that the dozens of Cat litter pails that have been saved in what should be a two car garage must GO. Along with all the empty cardboard boxes, and packing materials we may someday need.
Memorabilia? All I can see in my mind's eye now is Little Edie Bouvier Beale standing in her attic with cats and raccoons, surrounded by her attic walls covered with memorabilia. NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Yep... I know there are books, and services, and friends ,and all that shit to help get rid of the shit.. but first I have to get STARTED. (And my husband has to be on board)
...meep..... wish me luck??
I am serious... there is just too much... STUFF. It has taken over. Each time I make some headway, more encroaches.
Part of me thinks that if my husband were tamed that I would be able to deal with it.
Right now I am in a Divestiture mode. If something comes in, something else must go out- I am adamant about this.
I am also adamant that the dozens of Cat litter pails that have been saved in what should be a two car garage must GO. Along with all the empty cardboard boxes, and packing materials we may someday need.
Memorabilia? All I can see in my mind's eye now is Little Edie Bouvier Beale standing in her attic with cats and raccoons, surrounded by her attic walls covered with memorabilia. NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Yep... I know there are books, and services, and friends ,and all that shit to help get rid of the shit.. but first I have to get STARTED. (And my husband has to be on board)
...meep..... wish me luck??