for sale.

Anyone who knows me, knows I’m cluttered. Very, very cluttered. I’ve gathered a lot of stuff over the years and since moving in with the man I would eventually marry two years ago, I’ve been trying to part with much of my stuff.

Which led me to this afternoon.

I have an entire closet (in our living room) that is devoted to stuff. It once had some organization to it, but not really. And for a while, that closet was a bottomless pit. You could throw things in it, shut the door quickly and hope that nothing fell out of the closet. It was bad.

I emptied the closet today. Everything was strewn about in our living room, and I decided to try and organize my ceramics by holiday (I have lots of Christmas, but some Easter and fall items, as well.) I also decided to go through boxes and boxes of stuff (both mine and Kenny’s from when he moved in) and started sorting through things I could sell in a yard sale this weekend. Everything that doesn’t sell goes to Goodwill on Saturday afternoon.

All was good. Then, Kenny came home an hour early.

I’m lucky he didn’t freak out. I’m also lucky that I managed to cook dinner, and I made room on the couch so he could watch an episode of Six Feet Under before heading to his book club.

It’s just after 9:00 and we’re starting to get organized (me, not we, since Kenny’s still out.) The closet is now organized. Ceramics are where they belong. The china is in a separate closet where we can get to it, and it won’t be broken. Camping gear is all together (and unopened. We really need to use it one day.) And the yard sale stuff is all that is taking up the living room. At least I know it’ll be gone on Saturday.

Pray for sun on Saturday. My birthday is next week and I want to start it off organized and with less stuff.