We have these three kids. And, over time, those three kids have required a lot of stuff. But the stuff? It’s piling up. And then there’s all the stuff that bigger kids require. Where is all that supposed to go?
And, really, I think walking to one’s fuse box without having to use mountaineering equipment is a right, not a privilege.
Bottom line: our basement is beginning to look a bit like one of those episodes of Hoarders. And that makes me all kinds of crazy.
Since there is spring cleaning, perhaps the flipside is fall purging?
(On a positive note, while reviewing this photo, I just noticed the quilt that Christine made for Neko as a baby sitting under some snowpants. I’ve been wondering where that was! See…once I get rid of all the crap I’ll be able to find the things I really care about.)