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Its that time of year for my house, when I go through all of the “storage” and purge it of items that I forgot we had or that we havent used in more than an year. I mean, I am a one-woman “Clean Sweep Team”. However, this year – I am doing a much more thorough job of it this time around than I usually do. MrZoot is finally coming around and seeing the light. He is finally letting me get rid of those items he’s been holding onto forever. Like the broken TV that he bought “with his OWN money” when he was 10. He’s letting me trast that. I love him for it. And let me tell you.

It feels sooooo goood. Seriously.

I have a huge pile of garbage growing in the spare bedroom/study/junk room. I think this morning it actually grew to take up more space than the stuff in the room that BELONGS there. When I throw that pile away? Now THAT will be the epitome of ectasy for an anal-retentive, obsessive compulsive, perpetual organizer like me. Try it, seriously.

I mean – I go to friends or family’s house who may not be as obsessed with compartmentalization as I am, and I stare at their closets, or piles of “stuff” and dream about taking care of it myself. When mom was hospitalized in 2002, I cleaned her apartment top to bottom and it was AWESOME. If I can’t think of a use for an object in the next year, it is GONE. I am not a minimalist like my dad and brother, I just like to be organized. EVERYTHING Has its place.

I have severe issues. But – if you need a closet organized or a basement cleaned – call me – I’d probably pay YOU for the entertainment.