She is my closet lifeline. She thinks about my closets at HER house, while I'm running away from them in mine.
Thanks for talking me through it.
Remember this post? The title was so brave.
I was NOT. And I shrink like a cowardess when I think about my list, and the fact that there are so many closets in my house...
It only took me FOUR days to get over my fear.
It's not perfect, but it's SO much better.
I talked to my mother-in-law, who said I should make three piles:
one to throw away
one to give away
and one to put back.
That was helpful advice.
I also had plenty of encouragement from Mr. Dub and my organized friends and relations.
"You can do it!" they told me.
This is where I was at 2pm this afternoon:
...pleading for help.
And this is what I finished at 8:00 tonight.
A couple of small imperfections:
the plastic container full of fabric and sewing stuff sitting in the hall outside the closet. Not sure what I'm going to do with this yet... And the fact that it's taken up temporary housing in my winter snow clothes tote is a tiny bit stressful to me.
the assorted items I pulled out of the closet that still have no home.
They're homeless on the bench next to the vacuum I'm not putting away, until I have enough energy to look at them again.