My never-ending project

So lately I've been going insane with how we just don't fit in this house. There never seems to be enough room for anything and therefore everything is messy. Slowly but surely Nate and I have been working to fix this problem. We can't move, as much as we both wish we could with the market the way it is we just can't sell right now. So we're stuck. We just have WAY too much stuff. I have a problem of just not getting rid of things, especially clothes. I have a fear that once it's gone I'm going to actually, truly, really want it. So for the past many years rather than getting rid of things I pack them up in boxes and store them, every now and then venture into the box and see what I find. Nate's weakness is computer.....we'll call it "stuff";) Well he has been very good at "downsizing" and it was amazing the little difference that it made. Last week we completely cleaned up the third bedroom and I can now tell you that you can walk from the door to the window in the dark without any fear for your life:) I've loved it all week and it has even motivated me (now that I can get to it) to reorganize and clean up my scrapbook stuff so that I can catch up on all the scrapbooking I've been neglecting:) Well last night we were working again and in my opinion it was a HUGE milestone for me. We spent a couple hours going through boxes of clothes, trying to get rid of most of it. As I tried on I got Nate honest and brutal truth as I desperately tried to hang on to my high school "not mom" clothes. Of the many comments that I received here were some of my "favorites". "Glitter? Really hun?! It's okay if you're Vanna White..." "Did you date Popeye in high school? You look like Olive Oil." "You can keep it but you can't wear that in public." "Haven't you tried that one on like ten times already?!"......and my response...."No it's a different shade." "Are you really going to wear that? And I'm not talking about for Halloween or some play you might be in someday....." There were so many more but sadly my memory is sucking. Now that may sound horrible but I also got a few of the "that's hot" "I like that" "you used to wear that all the time" "you have to keep that one". He was a good sport and a great help. The end result was this:



All that plus another full trashbag of clothes is all for DI! I'm so proud of myself and anyone who knows me very well should understand how huge this is for me. Granted a lot of the clothes were still around from high school that yes was 6 or more years ago it was still really hard. The problem lies with my closet and the amount of clothes that I still have. I know most of them I don't wear but I always manage to convince myself that the only reason I haven't been wearing it is because I didn't know it was there. *sigh* It is such a curse. And while I am very pleased with myself I'm very disappointed because now with the unpacking of the boxes and keeping some things there REALLY isn't room. Nate said last night that we were ending but it was "to be continued...." since this is still what my closet looks like.... ( notice the floor)....