Oh my. I posted about needing the nesting instinct to kick in so that I can clean out the mess of a guest room in order to make it into the baby's room. Well, that instinct has not kicked in. But determination has. My husband is out of town this week at youth camp, and I'm home alone, so it seemed a good time to just dive in and begin to tackle the wreck.
This is a highly-involved process, I think. Our house isn't terribly big, I'll have to clean out several closets in order to make room for the things that are currently occupying the guest room/closet, and I'll need to create space for all the new baby things that will be coming in soon. I'm already overwhelmed.
Going through the closet in the soon-to-be-baby's room, I found things like this:
Time to suck it up and just toss the old high school drill team uniform in the giveaway pile. Not really sure why I still have it. It's not as if I still fit into it, and even if I did, why on earth would I wear it?
This is trickier, though:
After my wedding, my mother had my wedding dress cleaned and heirloom-boxed for me. It's a wonderful thing. But it's big. Really big. I have no idea where to put this now! There is literally no room in any of our other closets for something this large, and the attic is out of the question. This is Texas, and the temps up there would destroy my beautiful dress. We're having a son, so you might wonder why I don't just get rid of it. Well, I have four nieces. I can't help but think that one of them might want to wear my dress someday.
I'm thinking I'm going to have to be ruthless in getting rid of other things in order to make room for what's most important to me. Have I mentioned that I'm overwhelmed?!