I find it difficult to believe as well.
I’m talking about my master bedroom again.
Here’s the thing. We did pretty well during the summer on the house as a whole. So far from perfect, but we were able to have friends over without it being a huge production.
But . . . when people did come over . . . things got shoved in the master bedroom.
Even though it was a thing-or-two at a time, it was back to being a total disaster.
I’m not sure that I can ever promise I won’t ever use the Shove It In the Master Bedroom Before the Doorbell Rings trick again. But the fact that my master bedroom was overcrowded with clutter even when it was at its best meant that the tiniest bit of extra sent it straight into disaster.
Do you remember the guest post I ran over the summer by reader Erica? She took drastic measures and took EVERYTHING out of her kids’ bedroom, and then only put back what had a real place in the room.
I don’t think there’s ever been a time in the six years we’ve lived in this house when the room only had things in it that we really loved. It was always a question of “How much of our stuff can we fit in here?”
Anyway, her guest post made me start thinking. I got the crazy idea of doing that to my master bedroom. Could I really remove EVERYTHING?
I talked myself out of it and then back into it about twenty times between the time when the post ran and the time when my kids went to school.
But the first day of school I decided to go for it.
Here’s the thing: I do NOT recommend this for beginning deslobifiers.
Over the course of my Slob Life, I’ve started many big decluttering projects, determined to fix my house once and for all. I’d take things out, get distracted . . . and the mess would then be spread out more than before.
Only after three years of purging HUGE amounts of stuff at a slow, steady and sustainable pace did I feel like I was ready to tackle a big Crazy Idea like this one.
Here was my plan (and my reasons why I hoped I was ready to take the plunge):
1. I planned to remove everything from the room but the furniture.
2. I had a designated place to put the stuff I removed. My gameroom is a room that I finally got under control early this year. It doesn’t stay perfect, but it stays maintainable. And I love it. My motivation was high to not just move the master bedroom’s stuff there and leave it.
3. I had a deadline.
Actually, two deadlines. First, there was a donation pick-up coming to my neighborhood on Thursday and I started the project on Monday. I had three days to get the top layer of easy-to-pitch stuff packed up and ready to leave my house. Forever.
Second, our home group for church was scheduled to meet here not quite two weeks after I started. This meant that the gameroom had to be clear so people could get to the guest bathroom that’s in there.
Those things combined made me feel like maybe I could do this. But I was scared.
Ready for some before pictures? I hesitate to show these because I’m just going to show the before pics. Usually, I end the post with a picture of how much better things are. But this way, you get to finish this post thinking, “Wow. Just wow. That . . . is bad.”
The view from the door. (The door that was ALWAYS closed.)
My side of the bed.
It really is okay to be horrified. I am.
So, are you wondering yet how this all turned out?
Well, be sure to stay tuned around here because I’ll be sharing the whole sweaty, dirty, back-breaking, ultra-irritating process over the next week or so.
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