My garage is huge...three cars, American sized, unnecessarily huge. We have two cars and neither one fit. We have couches, chairs, and all kinds of this, and that in there. When I realize I might need something like, say a screwdriver, I have to skirt around and climb over. I have to backflip through and shimmy past. It's a bloody three car garage and there are only four of us!!! The hubby has "cleaned" it many times. That involves moving it all out sweeping it and then moving 95% back in.
Four weeks ago I gave myself a challenge. One item a day must intentionally go. It must go into a second-hand box or into the trash. It cannot be a food wrapper or "daily garbage."
So far...
Three trips to the dump
Three full carloads... I mean I drive to work with the car loaded and my work bag on my lap so I can drop it off at the second-hand store after, and people! I see the ground. I see the glorious grey floor of my garage which has not been seen since we moved in three years ago. Now I don't see the whole floor, I mean that would be crazy talk but I could pull my little Toyota in there if there was softball size hail. I can send the dogs out there when we have guests and Darwin is shadow hunting (pouncing at the shadows on the floor and walls like a maniac) I see the ground!
What did I find? When you find just one item you start to find a set. One shirt turns into 5. One book turns into 10. One magazine turns into the pile.
Take the challenge!
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