This week I have taken on the challenge of conquering my sons bedroom.
I have been informed repeatedly by my 22 year old son that he "no longer lives here" and to "do whatever I want with his stuff".
After optimistically nagging him at every "visit" home to let me help him pack up what he wants to keep- I have given up.
I am on my own. (Realistically, I always was)
I wish I had thought to take pics at the start... it looks worse now that I am half way through... but I know where everything is. (well- kinda, sorta)
We still have his bunk bed with all of its hidden storage spots.
I had no idea there were so many video game comic books & magazines in print!
Drawers, hidden shelves, cabinets, built in desk... everything a boy needed
nearly asphyxiated by 20 years of dust... the cubbies are empty- awaiting new storage
Amongst the dust & candy wrappers, I found hoards of Pokemon cards, star wars toys, game boy games, cassette tapes and a Walkman... it was like a 1990's flashback!
Then I moved on to the bookshelves.
Why do we have multiple copies of every Harry Potter book... and several unreturned school textbooks?
I kept out the books I thought my "guest" might actually read again & put the rest in the closet- or in the donation pile.
bookshelves used for real books... not piles sideways and falling off
Comics & Game Manuals stacked on top shelf of closet.
As a "Big Bang" fan- I have learned someone somewhere might be willing to pay for anything.
Since my boy is a musician... he may need them someday. (But I hope not)
Perhaps the hardest part for me are all the handmade projects & school papers I saved.
Mom's & Dad's... if anyone out there is actually reading this... they are dust magnets!
and in the end-
no one really cares but us.
so I took pics.
They will be cherished memories.
teared up some...
& TOSSED IT!!!
No one will ever notice or care...
I emptied out his closet so I could start over.
It will store "some" clothes... for his "visits".
And the rest will be donated!
Now that the closet has a floor and shelves it will store his comics... collectables... and whatever else I can get in there!
But for today... I am now on empty...
and alas- the room likes like a tornado hit.
such is life... they grow up...
they move out...
and leave behind THEIR CRAP!
organized chaos... to be continued