What you are witnessing are not scenes from a 48 Hours Special Report on people who can't throw things away. These photos are from various locations in our home. What blew up?
It is the first of the year and very dreary outside so that must mean that I got a wild hair and decided to paint the girls' room. What you see scattered about the house is the amount of crap these two kids crammed into a small 10 X 10 bedroom.
I started to take out things in their rooms and placed it into ours. As you can notice I ran out of dresser and floor space so it moved into the Don's Plumbing office.
These spaces soon filled up and then trickled into the hallway and soon Annabelle's dresser drawers found a resting spot into our living room. I always think I do a good job at higrading the stuff that comes into our house but after living in it for a few days we're hoping that 2/3 of these "treasures" find their way into a dumpster or Goodwill and not back in their bedroom. I mean, how many special rocks, rubberbands, lip gloss (I lost count at 12 tubes), pencils (I lost count at 40), pencil shavings, toy horses, hats, purses, belts, dried up markers, acorns (ACORNS!) etc. etc. etc. does a girl need anyway?
One cool thing we did find while painting was an old letter crumpled up in the back of the built in desk addressed to Ms. Mortenson (one of the original owners daughters) from a boy. I wish there was a date on the letter but I'm thinking it had to be from the late 70's/ early 80's as what boy writes a note addressing a girl so formally.
We're hoping to wrap up this project this weekend and get the house back in order. I know from previous posts this house is certainly due for it.
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