A little over a week ago, I posted a Friday Fail. It was a picture of the room I had neglected since Mid-July.
And it was bad.
Little by little, over the past week, I’ve worked on it. First, the top bed had to be cleared. That took one day’s allotment of decluttering energy. Then, the top of the trundle bed had to be cleared. After I did that, I felt a little momentum and also cleared underneath the big bed (which included things I had shoved under there even though I knew I shouldn’t). Once that was done, I prettied it up by replacing the bedding and took a strategic picture.
Strategic – meaning that I only let the bed be seen.
The rest of the room looked like this . . .
. . . . for a few days.
Then, yesterday, I picked up those last few items off of the floor, and now it looks like this:
It’s still far from perfect, and pretty much every surface in the room is cluttered, but I’m proud of it. It’s again livable, and you don’t have to do any high-kicks to get to the half-bath in the back. (Unless you want to.)
Really, this post includes a before picture, a during picture, and a not-done-but-enough-better-to-keep-me-going picture.
Oh, and just for reference, that is NOT a real baby in the floor. It’s just a real-enough-looking-to-cause-gasps-of-horror-when-you-hold-it-by-one-arm-in-the-grocery-store-because-your-4yo-got-tired-of-carrying-it doll.
And yes, that is my mannequin.