Every home has one.
It’s that drawer, closet or room where excess or unused items go to die, especially those items that you don’t know what to do with but don’t want to throw away ’cause maybe someday they might come in handy.
In our case, that space was the extra upstairs bedroom that no one wanted to actually live in because it had an old disgusting linoleum floor (circa 1939) which could no longer be cleaned no matter what product was used. After all the money we spent on household updates when we moved in nearly 8 years ago, there was never enough cash left to deal with that room – so it became our storage area.
That storage really came in handy during the pandemic, when we found it prudent to stock up on many household essentials – and what with the upcoming tariffs, it’s again somewhat prudent to stock up (but maybe not as much).
And that room was a great place to store stuff we didn’t want to put into a potentially damp basement, like all that artwork that can’t be hung until the walls are finally painted (like that’s ever going to happen – I mean it’s been nearly 8 years already!) or all that stuff we thought we’d want to keep for some odd reason (like those old VHS tapes).
But enough is enough. There are only two of us in this house; how much extra stuff do we really need?
So now that hubby is retired and looking for ways to fill his days, he decided to finally clean that room out, with an eye to installing carpet over the old linoleum and perhaps turning the space into a music room or man cave. Everything had to come out.
How did we ever manage to get so much crap into one room – and why did we?
Most of the truly worthless items were hauled away by a junk dealer. About half of the remaining items (yeah, that stuff we just couldn’t get rid of) wound up in the basement anyway – and good luck trying to maneuver down there now. Finally, the day before the carpet install, everything else had to come down into the first-floor living area (as shown in the above photo).
Now the carpet is done, and everything that came down must go back up. Somehow, I don’t think that room is going to look all that much better than it did before, except that all that junk will be sitting on brand new flooring. Since hubby’s been in charge of this little project all along, I’ll leave it to him to figure out how to get everything back in there and still make the room look somewhat presentable.
Gotta love retired old guys and their projects, right?
Hugs, all.
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