I started the daunting task of Spring Cleaning and there is just one word to describe it…WOW! I decided to start in the garage. For some unknown reason I felt this would be the easiest place to begin plus I am having plumbing issues in the kitchen so there was no way to start in the kitchen. I learned a lot about my husband during the reorganizing of the garage. He was a hoarder! For the longest time I thought I was the only one who had an issue of getting rid of things. Believe me I have a HUGE problem of getting rid of things but in my defense my things have sentimental value. Ryan’s things…not so much.
I was blown away by the amount of left over trim, aluminum whatever, pens (collateral from his job), paint supplies, and nails/bolts. I could see the nails/bolts. But the left over trim and how it was stored…I don’t get it. You can’t use it. Plus since I didn’t know it was there and I am pretty sure he didn’t either, I would just go out and buy more. It is not like it was the expensive stuff. So what did I do? I threw it out and let me tell you, I am so proud of myself! I seriously was contemplating holding onto it. Now to figure out how to get rid of all the paint cans safely that are in my garage.
Another thing I learned was he had an addiction to his passion…hunting. OK I knew he had different hunting clothes for different seasons. But once you start to look at it all you start to realize just how much this man owned. I could open up my own hunting supply store out of my garage. Hmmmmm maybe I am onto something! The man had enough camo, ammo, decoys, tree stands, antlers to rub (yes I know what you do with them), face paint, scents, boots, socks, fishing rods, etc. And I realized he used one of our garment bags that went with our luggage set to keep some hunting stuff in! Now this has sentimental value and I have not done anything with it yet. This is something I feel I need to get approval for and it has to come from my kids particularly from Ella. So it will have to wait until she is in a good place to discuss.
It was the first time I was able to go through Ryan’s things and smile without any tears. I could smell him for the first time in a long time. It was nice. It was something I needed for me since the past few months have been very hard.
Now what will next weekend hold? I am hoping between now and then I will come across a magic wand and be able to wave it and everything in my house will be clean and organized. Well isn’t that wishful thinking!