Home"ing"? What the heck is that? In my definition it is my house becoming a home. I am a Packrat. I come from a family of hoarders. My Packratness is becoming hoarding and is quickly destroying my house. Our health and happiness are getting sick. We can't invite anyone over due to the mess. Our cats are making potty messes due to the C.H.A.O.S. (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome). I hate coming home. To me it isn't a home. It's just a stinky, messy, cluttered house. My inlaws don't even want to come over. It is quite depressing.
So what am I going to do? Sit here and whine? NO!!! For one I am going to reread Sink Reflections. Fly lady has wonderful ways of getting rid of C.H.A.O.S. I am going to get rid of half my house! Yes....that's a promise. I am going to document and make myself accountable for de - hoarding my home. I think a challenge or something of the sort can help. More to come!!
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