But we finally cleaned out the garage. The shelves are going in this evening and by the morning we will have organization where chaos (and deadly spiders) once reigned. I opened boxes and unwrapped things that had not been touched since they were packed up in Los Angeles nearly four and a half years ago. Many things stayed, but a lot went to the thrift store. I had too many books. I kept a fair few, but most will find new homes. Big items that the kids have grown out of are going up on the local sales site.
While I had done a bit of sorting here and there over the years, this was really the first time I had made a promise to be practical and make a break with some physical stuff. I am a sentimental girl by nature so it is hard for me to let go. I am certain that is why it had taken so long to really tuck into this chore. It was time. I was ready.
I still have years and years and years of client negatives in weather proof tubs. I also found boxes of archival prints going way back. So much stuff. I still need to empty out the guest room closet. The garage, that closet and a small, utility hallway by the laundry room are the three spots that things I could not deal with went to hide. With the major hurdle jumped and lots of deadlines for work stuff, I will turn my unrivaled ability to procrastinate into some useful tasks. I am talking about you, guest room closet.
The kids helped by only fighting 1/4 of their normal Sunday amount.
The best part is that the garage gets gorgeous light pretty much all day. Now I can set up my backdrop in there without having to shift piles of stuff around and take advantage of it as a semi-studio. Perfect reward.