In August of 2014 we had flooding in our area. Honestly, this was nothing like what people have experienced in Baton Rouge, or Houston, or other areas of the country. But, at the time, it was devastating to us and our community. I would work all day, then come home and J and I would spend hours tearing up carpet, dragging ruined furniture and memories up to the curb. It took us almost a week to get everything cleaned up.
We were fortunate, and didn't lose out furnace or washing machine or freezer. Others were not so lucky.
For the past three years, the basement has been a mishmash of crap. Old clothes, holiday bins, old toys, workout equipment, the usual crap one tosses down there to keep it out of sight. As the boys have grown older, so has their collection of toys and the amount of SPACE they take up. Finally, three years later, I started work on the basement. Because my new-curtained living room looks great, except it is full of toys.
I started Monday night, because Tuesday is trash day. I didn't finish in time, so I still have some bags and old shelves and crap to take out next week. The guys helped as much as four years old with the attention span of four year olds can.
Hope this week has been good to you so far!