I slept today.
I've just been beat today, so I figured I probably needed the rest.
I wasn't able to get a lot done besides a couple loads of laundry and the dishes, but what can I say? I didn't have much time after sleeping so much.
I did use Old English polish on the shelving unit we'd gotten for hubby to use as a bookshelf for his collection of books. It turned the dried out and drab looking oak into something quite presentable. He is now free to load the thing down with books. Well...almost.
Tomorrow the kids have an early release day at school. So Frank will be coming over to help me out and make a little money for the school formal dance that's coming up. So I'll have him help me with cutting some extra shelves to go in the bookshelf unit for Hubster. It should be easy enough to cut the shelves. It's just a matter of measuring and cutting, and it shouldn't take very long.
This is one of the things that we need to have done before we can get the storage pod emptied on the driveway. At least by having the shelving unit ready, Hubster can get the several boxes of books in the pod emptied and put away. Not everything in the shed has a place to go just yet. But it will make things so much easier overall, if at least some of them have an immediate place to go when they're unloaded.
This is something we've needed for a very long time. A place for my husband to put his books. Shortly after I wrote this post, I happened to look at the dresser in our bedroom and noticed all the books my husband had stacked on his side of the bed. I only counted what I could see. I didn't count the ones that were stacked on the floor-only those I could spot easily. We were both quite surprised when I counted 56 books in view. That's a lot of books. Hubster has since cleaned the books off the dresser and just boxed them up, but he really deserves a place to store them on a more permanent level. This is it.
So in spite of the fact that I slept most of the day, I feel like I got something done toward the whole dehoarding/decluttering/organizing process. It will be nice to cross it off my list entirely tomorrow.
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.