Yesterday we got up early, drove for three hours, emptied our house of the rest of the stuff in the attic and any stray items, cleaned it all *again*, and drove in tandem with a big truck taking four and a half hours to get home at midnight.
It was an insanely busy day. I thought Ron was supposed to be on a vacation, but the man does not know how to sit still. He almost threw his back out too, but that was near the end. My knee went out on me again though and today in the short two hours it took to unload, I managed to make one finger purple while Ron had issues with his calf muscles. We’re getting old or something.
The remaining items were mostly in the attic, which as you might recall, was on the third story. Sure, it was easy access as the stairs went all the way up – but that’s three flights of stairs. And tiny landings. Soem of the other items were thing Ron needed when he was there working for the day, or to stay overnight.
I just about cried when I realized some stuff had been boxed up ages ago when I went on some sort of cleaning or decluttering spree. I boxed it up and stuffed it up there intending to sort it out “later”.
I do have to justify some things though – especially the three truckloads. Firstly, the last two loads were not full loads! Neighbours on both ends had their collective jaws on the ground at the thought of that much stuff. This last round, we had ordered a smaller truck, but they gave us a free upgrade to a 24 foot model. We only had a double-layer of boxes in the back, a couple bookshelves, two chairs and a small table. Oh, and a couple more tv’s, our stereo which hasn’t been used in a couple years, and stuff we didn’t have room for back there. Over half this last load was books. Tons and tons of books. As a homeschooling family, I guess you could put a good spin on it and say we have loads of resources.
I spent some time digging up small section of plants and finding bulbs to bring back and propagate over here. I still have to find where I want to put them here – even if just for over the winter. It wasn’t much – just a half-dozen potfuls.
We’re thinking we’ll just take the study and build bookshelves in the whole way around half the room, over and under the windows too.
If I’m not careful, I could easily fill this house. I probably will if I unpack it all – and this house is twice as big as the last one. Come spring, I have having a massive yard sale, and we’re spending the winter sorting all kinds of things, some of which hasn’t seen the light of day in ages.
The good stuff will be given to family if they want it (no Mom, there’s nothing you need or want ) or sold on ebay. But I don’t think the items I have in mind are anything family would want or need, as I probably got it from someone else’s castoffs anyway. The toys, books and clothes will get a good going over. So will the craft items, old schoolwork and mountains of files.
I have a lot of work ahead of me, and only a small part of it is fun. The a.d.d. part of my brain has a real hard time with making the decision to keep it (Is it worth keeping? If not, do I give it away, sell it, or toss it?) and store it (where do I put it? what do I need it for? Where will we use it? Will I remember where I put it?).
Wish me luck, I’m gonna need it. Right now, I’m wondering if I’ll have enough boxes cleared out to decorate for Christmas. At least I put all the boxes of decorations in one place.