Since I made my decision to move to Florida it dawned on me that I have so much to do. I live in a small apartment that has 3 closets. One is kind of large and supposed to be used for storage...which I guess I took way to seriously. It is (or was) packed full. Now a lot of it is in my living room. Because one of the many things I have to do is get rid of things because I can't pay to have stuff shipped to Florida. It is so hard. I save too many things. Pictures, greeting cards, art supplies, jewelry, and then there is all my stampin up stuff. I have tons. I sit and look at it all and get frustrated. All the money I spent and how I wish now that I had it back. I found about 20 notebooks...I guess they were on sale and I was going to college and thought I would need them. All this from just one closet. The other two hold clothes....how much clothes do we really need? I have 5 pairs of boots...maybe six winter coats, dressy dresses, skirts that I hardly wear....and maybe 20 swimsuits....along with tons of tops, capris and jeans. I have 3 sock drawers...imagine that. What is wrong with me? Maybe it goes back to when I was young and was lucky to have 3 outfits to wear to school.....I guess it affected me somehow. Anyway it is so hard to just throw stuff out. I guess I should pile up the jeans and take them to a resale shop....I just need to find out about that.
So yesterday as I was pulling everything out of the closet, my grandson, Andrew, calls. "Can I come over?" he asks. I can't say no because guess what....he is leaving on Saturday to go and live in Florida....not just visit. So I warned him the place was a mess but he was welcome to come. Today when he left I gave him a big hug and told him I would miss him so much. He has been a good companion in my lonely times and I will miss him coming over and us going to the movies together. Now I will have to go to the movies alone again. :( I asked him if we could Skype sometimes and he said yes of course.
I know I should be thinking that in the future I will move to Florida and he will be there for me again. But when I look at my living room and the destruction of just one closet then Florida seems way out of the picture. Of course you don't know the whole story that I have a whole 9x12 storage shed that still needs something done to...it has about 20 mystery bins....Christmas decorations....household goods I couldn't make a decision on when I left my house and other odds and ends. I tried to bribe my grandchildren last year to help me clear it out and I had no takers.
So you know what I will be doing in any spare time I have. I hope in reading this you wont think badly of me (I am not a real hoarder but I can see it lurking in the background) .....I think things just got out of hand and life kept going and I got behind. Now I have to buckle down and purge things.
Well...that's my plan anyway.
Next week starts our summer reading program and 3 mornings a week I will work one on one with children to improve their reading. I made these plans before I made the Florida decision but at least it will give me a little reprieve from a task I hate.
I have been thinking of what I want to do for the fourth of July. No one in my family has mentioned any plans so I don't know what to do. I guess if nothing comes up I will just work the day away on clearing out stuff. Ok enough of that. Maybe you can mention how you would handle the holiday if you were alone.