Didn't get quite as much done as I'd envisioned today, but I got a fair amount finished.
We worked in the basement today. As we were working on getting the plastic we'd put down to protect the carpet a year ago pulled up from the floor, some of it got stuck around the wheel under a heavy bookshelf. In our attempts to free the plastic from the wheel, we tipped the bookshelf back a bit too far, and one of the wheels snapped off. It's fine that we didn't need the wheels on it, because the books would have likely weighed down the shelf too much to be able to use them effectively anyway, but it took awhile to tip it over and get the other wheels off.
And let me tell you, it was heavy! It took brute strength on my husband's part to maneuver it into position. Unfortunately, I had no brute strength to contribute. We finally got it tucked into the corner where it needed to go, but it wasn't easy. It's hard to move heavy furniture into place on carpet. The carpet tugs and catches on the base and makes it feel 100 pounds heavier than the 100 pounds or so it already weighs. Still. We got it in place.
We also emptied most of the main room of the basement that had been flooded over a year ago. We still have to finish filling the holes in the trim that we've been wanting to get to for months now, but I'm hoping we'll get to them tomorrow. Without all the excess down there, it is a lot easier to move around, so I'm hoping it will go fairly quickly. Once the patching has been done, all we'll have to do is dab a little paint to cover up the patch jobs, and we'll be finished.
I got the doors put back on a cabinet I'd painted some months ago, and we secured the hutch to the base, so it was one more small accomplishment. The only problem is that I realized it's a bit too big for where I was thinking of putting it, so it looks like I'll be figuring out where this piece of furniture will go. Who knows? Maybe I'll try to get my money out of it on Craigslist.
We also got all the furniture that I still need to paint out on the back porch. I have to put another coat on 3 different doors that we're replacing. They've each had 2 or 3 coats, but they still need one more. Then there's the bookcase that we'll be using as an entertainment center that needs painted. It needs at least 3 coats of paint. Thankfully, I'll be able to paint these pieces of furniture whether the girls are at school or at home, so I'll be a painting machine this week.
I'll also be working on even more laundry. I was able to get 5 loads washed, dried, folded and put away today. While I don't always get the clothes put away, I always make sure to fold them when they're dry. I absolutely can't stand wrinkles. Ok. I accept some wrinkles. I'm trying to age gracefully. I just can't stand wearing wrinkled clothes. They don't feel right. They bunch in places they're not supposed to bunch, and they're just not comfortable. So I fold them. I don't necessarily get them out of the baskets and put away right away.
But at least they're folded.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.