Monday: I ventured in . In my anxious anticipation, prematurely, foolishly perhaps, I dove in the night before in hopes of an early start. By the end of the night I could no longer tolerate the clutter, and abandoned hope until morning. I threw things and left them bereft and scattered on the floor.
But by early morning, I had managed to clear out and bestow a sense of order, and a hefty donation upon the Goodwill Industries. I took personal papers (of which there were many from both mine and my partner’s former businesses) to the shredder. A sigh of relief was heard before the replacement of saved items began. Treasures were found in the rubble that warranted emails, and contact with cousins I had just reunited with over the weekend. We hadn’t seen each other in 37 years. This is my cousin Phyllis who is now in her 70s. She and her sisters were very happy to have the photo, as their copy of it had been destroyed in a flood when they were children. The art has been mostly stored or rotated at this point as I haven’t made any decisions about it. I did hang a few pieces, and rotated the art in my office as well. Yeah, it was a productive day.