I am just so stressed & anxious about the house thing--we have begun. The list is just so long & I'm feeling quite overwhelmed by the whole thing. But first things first, de-clutter.
Last night, Xing Fu & I tackled the crawl space under the house. There were years of stuff in there--books, papers, stuff from my ex--two bar stools he picked up off a Baltimore street over 15 years ago...it was hard to just toss it aside (not the bar stools). No, I don't want to keep any of it--but it represents my history--kinda tough to sift through it all. Getting all that stuff out will leave room to box up the stuff upstairs so that the house can be "staged" to sell--kinda like living in a hotel room for a few months. When we leave this house, a chapter of my life will definitely close & that's kinda scary.
We're all full of talk like, "When we have a house together such & such will happen" or "When we live together this is going to be how things will be...", etc. Positively nerve-wracking! And exciting. I know my kid is getting more interested as he sees things being moved out--he's talking about wanting to have a bigger space & more privacy. He has also said that he'll miss the only home he's known--
But everything in the crawl space except my stuffed animals "Snuggles" is going to the dump or to Good Will. Especially the bar stools--as I throw them onto the metal scrap heap I will be thinking that I am definitely happy that chapter of hoarding husbands is closed!