Day 17: (May 22) Today I insisted the kids come out to clean out their respective rooms. I would never take the liberty to toss their stuff; it’s theirs!
Interestingly, the kids thought it wasn’t going to be such a big deal to sort, weed, and pack up their rooms, but every time I peered into their room, they were completely entrenched in their personal photo albums and making little progress. Intermittently, both my son and daughter shouted out for me to come share something they discovered. I laughed to myself and realized that they too needed their own special time to revisit their past memories. But shortly after, (hah-hah) the relentless commando organizer took over and I insisted they speed up the process. I was very mindful that don’t live home anymore, so each visit had to be a very productive one. Not surprising, at the end of the day, they only made a small dent and I might add, a very large mess! My son was quick to toss and purge his old clothes and miscellaneous items that he hadn’t missed, so made another big pile for donation. My daughter, on the other hand, was far more reluctant to part with a favorite tee shirt she’ll never wear. Of course her photo albums were organized, labeled, and ready to pack. Like mother, like daughter.
They will be back to finish, begrudgingly.