I want surfaces, darling
It was just supposed to be a little spring cleaning. Get the study cleared out, kill a few impacted mystery piles lurking in corners. But instead, it feels like this.
Want this instead. Would cover it with piles of mystery crap in, oh, one-and-a-half weeks.
Help. Do not want Daughter someday to have to sign up with this.
Note to self: Buy more contractor's bags. Watch out when I get a fresh new box of contractor's bags. Landfill, here it comes!
Images: Top: Bettman/Corbis; bottom, ApartmentTherapy.com
Brenda from Brooklyn
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My mother was a pack rat and it never was a horrible issue since I grew up the majority of my teen life in a 3 bedroom house with massive garage and attic. It was understood that the garage and attic "held things for the grandchildren". WHen she died 7 years ago my 3 other siblings had a nightmare getting it all together to give to Goodwill.