Like everyone and their Aunt Brenda, I just read the best seller The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo. I've been reevaluating my possessions. Last month I also read Jennifer L. Scott's Madame Chic books. These books are her take on of how to finally get your life together. I didn't quite realize just how blown apart everything had gotten until I looked around our place through the lens of these books. Inspired, I have recently taken three station wagons full of stuff that doesn't "spark joy" to be donated and thrown out at least that amount. So far.
As you may know, The Family Rosenberg live in an 864 sq ft house, although it doesn't feel small to me, until we start talking closets. Mr. Rosenberg and I share one tiny closet. Very small. Like four and a half feet of hanging space to split, small. That's two feet three inches each, and those three inches are important. We jockey for that space in the middle of the closet every day. I'm continuing to thin the clothing herd in hopes that we can lighten the closet pole before it breaks in half from the weight of our wardrobes.
Next up, Bob's room - big job. And then next, next up, THE GARAGE - an even bigger job. I am spilling this all here to use you, my friends, for accountability. I've done this garage clean out before but now we're talking about a ruthless-mega-clean out. The kind that would make Marie Kondo and Jennifer L. Williams proud.
Watch this space.