Today is a declutter day for my sewing room. I have an old desk and chair that I am donating to a young mother who is working out of her house. She has nothing, as she came from a very bad situation. I also have a bag of nice clothes to donate to her. Let's face it, IF I ever am a size 6-8, I would want new clothes....donate what is hold a grudge against me.
My goal is to spend all day in there after we deliver the desk. I have my plans listed on the door along with dream pictures (many from here). This will not be a weekend project since we have lived here 10 years and the last 5 I have felt unhappy about the room. Everyone stuck their stuff in there...well last week a truckload of other people's stuff was pulled from the room. I called the people and said it is on the porch and trash day is tuesday...if you want it before then you better be here Monday night.
Why do we "collect" then regret?