So the show "Hoarders" has now affected me greatly. Mind you I am a neat freak. OCDish. But I have spent today cleaning non stop. It is a way of me ridding myself of my marriage....there is so much crap of my time with Scott. Sounds weird saying/writing that name. That would be the ex I was with for 16.5 years. My best friend and I hauled out my landing up here...between all the bedrooms....I donated 14 bags of clothes last week to the Salvation Army...On Friday I will be donating another 14 or so full of toys/household/vcr tapes...OUT! GONE!
I have a bin to tackle. Not just a bin...a bin of 16.5 memories. Pictures. Pictures of my babies....my life....that will be my weekend project. It will be hard; but necessary.
How do you just wake up one morning and realize that part of your life is a memory? I don't live with regrets...When my ex and I were good, we were goooood. But when we were bad...not so much.
It's been a very odd month since returning from my SO. In 17 days since I have switched two kids rooms, painted them, redecorated them, almost died in a car accident...and hauled out my bedroom, changed it around,,,redecorated it, and now the landing is complete.
I am still bruised and sore from my accident...but considering...I am doing well.
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Sorry to hear about your accident and whenever you're ready to come clean my house, let me know!
I had very few things left when my ex and I split up - he basically took everything, so I (almost gratefully) had to start from scratch to rebuild my life now. I have a bag full of pictures and some letters that he wrote once upon a time that I keep up in the very top of my closet that I can't see, because I think maybe one day my son will want these things.
Glad to see you are staying busy - still thinking healing thoughts and prayers for you!