Bags to donate: 10
Bags thrown away: 12+
An overflowing recycling bin: 1
For two weeks in a row, we have refilled our garbage bin by the very next day after the trash has been picked up. The same thing happened last week with our recycling bin. (And our recycling is only picked up biweekly! Ugh!) We need two or three bins during this moving process … or a dumpster—LOL.
It feels good to purge our house, though. To sort through things. To pack up only what we want in our new home. To donate gently-used (and -worn) items to various charities in the area. I often want to do this but usually don’t have time to do a really thorough job. Moving forces me to do it. And that’s a good thing.
The garage is mostly done. That was probably the hardest space to sort and pack. Tools, outdoor toys, other odd-shaped items. My husband said that by the end of his work sessions, the pop in his can was frozen. Cold, huh?
The basement is mostly done, too. Everything from our storeroom has been sorted and packed up. It is completely empty for the first time in five years. But there are (organized) piles all over our basement: to storage, to the rental, to donate. Oh, and I can’t forget the in-process-of-being-packed-but-can-be-added-to pile.
It looks like a mess all over our house, but we really are making progress.
I keep thinking, We’re moving at the end of January. And to me, the end of January seems far away. Then, today, my oldest daughter informed me that we’re moving in 12 days. Twelve days does not seem far away. I think we’ll be OK. I’m not that stressed. But there’s still a lot of work to do before January 30 … Oh boy!