Category: Clutter

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Scrapbook: Heather’s Room

I finally worked up the nerve to completely redo Heather’s room. It was pretty frightening since she insisted I not change a thing, especially the Summer Blue paint color. I did not share any of...

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Scrapbook – The Christmas Page

This page of my scrapbook covers the family room. Considering it’s that time of the year, I focus on Christmas snapshots. I’m sure you will find my decorating style – both holiday and every...

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Closure

Just bringing things to a closure here. All items (except for one couch) have left my distribution center. There was one big load that departed for Wisconsin a few weeks ago: And a final...

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The Vermont Contingent

  Meet Gail and John. Gail is a sister I met back in 1997 shortly after she turned 40. I remember my mother coming over to my house and asking me back then, “Guess...

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Partial Distribution

My distribution center is still pretty full, but we are making some progress. In preparation for Heather’s move to a new place, I kept asking her if there were particular items of my mother’s...

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Distribution Center

Yesterday was the final push to clear out the condo. I met the movers there at 7, made it up to the Lake by 9:30, headed back home before noon, and the movers left my...

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Kitchen and Dining Room

Before I get to the kitchen and dining room, let me talk about the carpets. If you recall, cleaning the carpets is the only thing my brother wanted to do to get the condo...

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If Found

Ever since the kids were little, I’ve never gone to the trouble of pairing the socks that come out of the dryer. That’s because the kids always blindly reached into their sock drawer, grabbed two, and...

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Coming Up For Air

Since my last post, I’ve gone down a rabbit hole of going through and organizing 590.7 GB of video on our hard drive. (Don’t worry, I won’t share any of that video here.) It has taken me...

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A Tad OCD

I like to keep lists. I feel much better when something is on a list rather than in my head. If it is just in my  head, it gnaws at me because I keep...