Slow and Steady Won the Race

This weekend is completely devoted to sorting and tossing. We are completely in over our heads as we organize and toss our junk. We have boxes. Our total number of bags is 2. BUT, we have emptied several containers full of junk, sorted through it, trashed the trash and put away the piles. If we can complete that tonight then I think we are way ahead of the game. I set a goal of 4 trash bags a day, but maybe we just don't have 4 trash bags worth of stuff in our living room. Whenever we needed a boost, I'd go up to the Master Bedroom, deemed the "messy" room and bring down a container. It's how our second bag filled up. We have a ton of little items that needed sorted or trashed. It's just so hard. Once we get through this phase, then we need to actually sort the toys and other items into categories for resale. Basically, the girls aren't getting toys back that they don't remember. They have a good assortment of toys in their room and it works for them now. It is enough to make them happy. I am saving the Little People for Everett, although I question why. If we stay in this house we just don't have the room for them.

Chris, who has been fighting me on organizing--I believe because it really is an overwhelming task--gets depressed easily by the job at hand. It's a HUGE task but once we get it organized...once we don't have piles throughout the house and maybe only in the garage (and eventually nowhere) we will be able to breathe again. I think it will feel really good to get rid of this stuff. I think it isn't going fast enough for Chris. I know it is not going fast enough for me. But, slow and steady won the race, right?