Catharsis

So I've begun my journey of getting rid of my clutter. And it is AHHHHSOME! I almost peed myself with glee tonight as I went into the guest room armed with garbage bags and started throwing crap into them.

Our guest room where some would say a guest may sleep has become the cemetary for useless crap like old baby stuff, clothes we will never where again and the computer carcasses that Jason has ripped apart.

Our niece is coming to stay with us in couple of weeks to help us out while I get better and I would hate for her to sleep in a closet. So tonight, I attacked that room like Rocky Balboa on a mission. Oh yhea, I made that room my bitch.

So, now the guest bed is piled high with about 15 bags of useless crap, that hopefully someone will find useful. My guardian angel, Susan, is helping me tackle this debacle. She arranged for a Salvation Army pick up on Saturday, which is one reason it's all going so quickly. Which I'm thankful for the kick in the pants.

I feel great today about what I accomplished last night. I feel awesome about the clutter I'm about to get rid of and how awesome it's all going to be. I'm making an Ikea trip this weekend to get some cute curtains and other items to beautify the room.

This decluttering thing and I may get along just fine. But as my body is still healing and is now in pain, I may have get along with decluttering while freebasing ibrofroren......