I’ve been cleaning out a closet for the last couple of days, and even though very little has actually made it to the transfer station, am starting to see progress.
I’m about on track with the 80/20 rule: 75% of the “stuff” is sorted, and most of this is recyclable or donate-able, like shoes and clothes, some in very good shape.
I’ve even found a couple of things that I can use, like a pottery wind chime and a travel alarm clock.
I don’t usually like making trips down memory lane, but this one has been painless, at least psychically: I’ve had only one good leg to work with.
The intimidating part of this exercise, though, is that it’s taking a while just to clean out one closet. I’ll eventually have to do the same to the entire house, plus about half the basement.
It is a consolation that closets are the worst because they’re the places for stuffing clutter.