Now that I am practically an empty nester - I know -I hate it more than anything, I am always trying to come up with ways to fill my day. Enter the era of the purge. I have so much stuff and I am sentimental which is not a great combo for a tidy house. It's hard. It's so hard, but I am trying to bite it off in small pieces to make it easier. Today I grabbed a box on the top shelf of the storage room that I thought held my old country doll collection. It did, but also so much more. I knew the country doll collection could go. I haven't looked at it in over a decade let alone had any plans to display it. As I was getting that box down I noticed another box that I thought was my husbands stuff. It was mostly old records of his (that he will send right off to the thrift since he isn't sentimental at all about stuff), but in with the old records was my old lava lamp that I have wondered for decades where it went. It still works That thing is a treasure! Keeper!
Here is the the storage room in all of her hoarder glory. It is not pretty but I am posting it as hopefully a very terrible before picture that will lead to a glorious neat and tidy after photo. This is to hold myself accountable. I hope it works.

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