My parents have a huge attic that has housed all our childhood/youth stuff for so many years. I am one of four sisters. Imagine, if you can, four girls with their cherished items accumulating for forty plus years, including wedding presents that didn’t make the voyage to our houses for some reason. In this attic, treasures from the previous owners all the way back to 1848 rest in once organized avenues of boxes and chests.
The paths in the attic became overrun with boxes of letters, photos, clothes, toys, and china. What needed to be done, no one wanted to do. But this week, the day arrived for the process to begin. Project Reclaim Sanity! My parents, one sister, and I tackled the impossible. Our motto: What comes down from the attic cannot go back up to the attic. (Tough Love)
Our system included lots of trash bags, a box for each girl, a giveaway section, and an assembly line of toting the items down the stairs. Sweat, dirt, laughter, and tons of memories poured through us. The event made me laugh and rejoice at the same time at our huge success. I’m so proud of being able to throw away and give away.
FYI we did not take one item back up those stairs!
Have you ever joyfully cleared out the old? It’s cleansing. Try it.