It started as a drawer, expanded to a closet, and overflowed to fill a room.
Time for it to end.
I’m speaking, of course, of the junk that appears to fill our lives.
For a year I’ve been meaning to clean our junk closet in Spare Oom, but never got around to it. Now, it fills the room, which makes it difficult for guests to spend the night. They rarely do, but I’m not sure if that’s because of us or because they know we don’t have the room. Well, we have the room, just not space in the room.
I’d intended to clean it out this summer anyway, and then Krystal gave me an extra incentive:
You can redecorate Spare Oom to be the book room.
Now, we’re not talking about a full renovation. Essentially I’m cleaning out the room, replacing the bed with the sleeper sofa from the living room, moving in a chair and some additional bookshelves, and hanging up my “library art”. I’m more excited than I should be.
Whay does this aggravate me? I don’t like sorting. We’ve dozens of boxes to go through and decide if it’s keep, throw away, give away, or sell. If it were up to me, there’d be fewer choices: keep or burn. However, I realize we might be able to make a little bit of cash selling those things still in good shape.
Also, whenever we clean, things look worse before they look better. I cleaned the living room, but you’d never know it because it’s now the de facto staging area for sorting those boxes from Spare Oom.
Eyes on the goal, though. Eyes on the goal.
What’s annoying you today?