I’m having a garage sale.

Soon.

Last week, I really thought that I would somehow get it together for tomorrow.

Har-dee-har-har-har!

Ohhhhh, let me catch my breath!

OK.  Yeah . . . that’s not going to happen.

Anyway, last week I cleaned out THE CABINET.  The Last Resort Cabinet.  It’s where all of the things I’ve decluttered over the past few years but couldn’t bear to actually get rid of went.  Totally-useful-but-never-used stuff.

Maybe even stuff that was given to us . . .  but that we never actually used.

Maybe.

Sooo . . . my pictures are ambiguous.  An increasing number of friends and family members are reading this blog.  Yes, that does give me heart palpitations.

Anyway, that’s why there are pictures of very-full black trash bags at the top of this post.

That’s the garage sale stash of really great stuff that we don’t need.  Really great stuff that I don’t want the kids to see until we put it out for the sale.  At that point, they will likely choose a few things (that they never knew they loved so much) to keep, but I don’t want these treasures visible until then.

Here’s a picture of the two shelves I cleaned out.  Let’s just say . . . they weren’t quite that empty when I started.

One of the biggest reasons to have a garage sale?  A deadline.

I love donating to the magical truck that comes by about once a month. That’s great motivation to continually purge things from my home.  But having a garage sale is even better motivation to dive into the places I can so easily ignore.  And to purge with gusto.

I mean, if I’m going to get up at 5 a.m. to haggle with strangers, I want every last nickel I can get.

And here’s a webisode about this decluttering project: (If you’re reading by email, click through to the post to watch.)

And now, my books are available to help you with your deslobification journey.