The random "Great Clear Out" is progressing. Granted, it's only when the mood strikes - which ebbs and flows.
This afternoon the mood struck. And when the mood strikes, I NEED to get to work. Otherwise, I find that I can easily distract myself with something very unproductive.
Today, I began with the big dresser in my dressing room that I want to get rid of to make room for a desk - Man-Child is the intended recipient of said dresser. The "how" of getting it to him is up in the air. He has a friend with a truck that would be willing to assist - but I don't want the friend in the house. So, I am thinking over the "how" to move the dresser into the garage. The options are limited as there is no way The Husband and I can move this behemoth on our own.
At any rate, this dresser has twelve drawers (I told you it was a behemoth!) - I had previously gone through six of the smaller drawers and set aside items for Goodwill. Today I tackled the six large drawers.
Guess what I discovered?
For someone who RARELY wears socks (yes, even in the winter it's rare - but then look where I live), I had an inordinate amount of socks. I was able to set aside many brand new pairs for donation. Of the few that remained, I'm positive there are at least three pair that I hate for whatever reason. I figure when I come across them at some point this winter they will be immediately tossed.
My tights collection was harder to cull through - even though we are now a "business casual" always company (let's not forget the fact that I'm not even going in anymore), I DO really adore fun tights for skirts and dresses. I figure I will hold on to most of them for a little bit longer before they get tossed.
At any rate, I was able to cull a LOT from that dresser and a LOT from the dresser that will remain. Enough so that I was able to fit everything from both dressers into the one six drawer dresser.
Heady with that success, I headed into the closet I have been dreading the most.
The closet that holds the "craft supplies." If you know me, I'm not really a "crafter" (despite my recent foray into embroidery). I will take up a notion - try it for a while and set it aside. So basically, I was venturing into the closet where all my crafting notions go to die.
What irritates the most about this closet? That I have moved this crap from house to house. Not just once...but MULTIPLE times - never mind the fact that I haven't looked at, used, or thought about any of it for years!
Why? Because I "might" want to do that *insert craft here* again. Today, I banished that ridiculous thought and packed it all way in boxes headed for Goodwill (I should note, I only packed away the things that could be used and treasured by actual crafters - the rest of it, *giving the side eye to the questionable craft paint* was set aside to be dropped off at the hazardous waste facility).
We will not EVEN think about how much wasted money was sitting in that closet. No, we shall not!
After I had packed it all up, I tossed it in my car and drove it to Goodwill immediately - not giving myself time to re-think any of it.
Truthfully, that closet held much more than just crafting supplies. What remains is Man-Child's. Things he currently wants to keep...or more accurately, wants me to keep for him. This will have to be dealt with eventually - but not today.
Now to figure out how to move that giant dresser. Because between you and me? I NEED that desk in that room with a door. The Husband is off this coming week, while I will be trying to work from our dining room table in this "open concept" house. It may not end well.
And this is what blogging has become in the COVID age - a blow by blow description of decluttering. *sigh*