I am impatiently waiting for Lin to leave for work. As soon as he is gone, I am going into the Box Room. I haven’t had any sleep, I am hormonal and grumpy, and yet, I am going to go into the Box Room. I don’t expect to get much actual work done today, but at least I can take full stock of the situation and formulate a plan. Maybe I can even get rid of some of the peripheral junk that could just be tossed or given away. Who knows?

What I do know is that I am going into the Box Room today and I am going to force myself to deal with at least one small thing in there. Find a place for it in the house, toss it in the trash, or give it away. I’m going to get started on this enormous pile of junk, because it’s embarrassing that we have been living here almost five years, and we still have a room full of boxes.

God give me strength and protect me from avalanches.

I’m going to take photos, but I don’t know if I will post them or not. Maybe I’ll wait until it looks much better before showing you the enormity and horror of my predicament.